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HOW TO FIND IT. 



WHO HAVE NOT REALIZED BY HAPPY EXPERIENCE, 

THE PEACE AND JOY THERE IS EVEN IN 

THIS WORLD, IN BELIEVING IN 

JESUS. 



Rev. Edward Payson Hammond, 
Author of *' Gathered Lambs," ''Sketches of Palestine,' 
"Child's Guide to H-eaven," &c. 



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BOSTO 
PUBLISHED BY HEJ^BY HOYT, 
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Kiitered accordino: to Act of Congress, in the year 1869, by 
HENRY HOYT, 
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CHAPTER I. 

Cologne Cathedral — The Painted Window — The Beau- 
ties of God's Temple of Grace — Happy experience of 
one within that Temple — False views corrected — A joyftd 
testimony — True happiness only found in serving Christ 
His sufferings in our stead — Closing lines, _ _ _ 9 

CHAPTER II. 

Cheerful Christians — ^Dr. Noah Webster a Christian through 
the influence of his happy Daughters — Moses Stuart — 
Duncan Matheson's Song of Praise — A soldier saved 
from suicide at Sebastopol — Story of a King, always 
sad ; his reasons — Application — Hymn of Consecration, - 23 

CHAPTER III. 

The Shining Path — Mrs. Mary Winslow ; possesses all earth 
can give; not happy: led to Jesus; filled with joy — Differ- 
.ent modes of introduction to the Shining Path — The con- 
trast not sudden joy, but peace — " The cross as light as 
air " — " Gave up all for Christ " — Lines by Charlotte 
Elliott, _._38 



IV. CONTENTS. 

CHAPTER IV. 

Why hot enter the Shining Path at once ? — The Peaceful 
Invalid — The present enjoyment — " What a fool I have 
been to reject Christ " — Remarkable experience of a young 
man — "Christ has hold of me" — Dr. Edward Payson's 
sadness and joy — Mr. Spurgeon's experience — "lam so 
happy Jesus has washed all my sins away " — Prayer. - 50 

CHAPTER V. 

Looking unto Jesus — Augustine's words — The remarkable 
conversion of a Jewish actor ; subsequent history ; preaches 
the Gospel — Not commanded to see, but to look — " There 
is life for a look at the Crucified One." - - - - 72 

CHAPTER VI. 

The way to be saved — Must see yourself as lost, and Christ 
your only Saviour — A visit to Vesuvius — The defeat of 
the Capuans —Hannibal — Rebellion against God's govern- 
ment — Nodaw without a penalty — Justice, one of God's 
attributes — The Love of Christ — His Atonement — " The 
just for the mijust " — ^Able to save to the uttermost" — Il- 
lustration ; its application — Story of Tygranes — Conver- 
sion of Thomas A. D. Fessenden — His Happy Death — 
John Newton — Our Visit to Jerusalem — "The place 
where He was crucified" — Lines suggested — Italian 
Women weeping at the simple story of the Cross — 
Christ's finished work — ^Wait's to save you — ^Prayer. - 87 



TO THE READER. 




^Y DEAR Young Friend, — Allow me to 
tell you one or two reasons why I wish 
you to read this book. 
When young persons, between the ages of 
fourteen and twenty, are asked why they are 
not Christians, I have noticed that the an- 
swers which they at iSrst give are various. 
But when more closely questioned, and kindly 
conversed with upon the subject, I have found 
that, after all, their real objection to becom- 
ing Christians, is the fear that they shall be 
called upon to part with pleasures greater than 
any they, may hope to gain by following 

Christ. 
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VIU. TO THE READER. 

I have therefore often thought, that if young 
people could be led to see and believe that re- 
ligion is for this world as well as the world 
to come, and that those who love the Saviour 
are far happier here than others, as well as 
sure of never-ending joy hereafter, they would 
be more in earnest to enter the shining path 
that leads to the Better Life. 

Hence I have sought in the following pages, 
by argument and illustration, to prove this. 
That the Holy Spirit may use it to lead you, 
with many others, to experience "joy un- 
speakable," through faith in the Lord Jesus, 
is the prayer of 

Your sincere friend, 

E. P. H. 

Vervjony Conn.^ June^ 1869. 



THE BETTER LIFE, 

—AND— 

HOT^TTO FIND IT 




CHAPTER I. 

Cologne cathedral; the painted window — The beauties of God's 
temple of grace — Happy experience of one within that tem- 
ple — False views corrected — A joyful testimony — Closing 
lines. 

party of tourists, on approaching the 
cathedral of Cologne, in Prussia, a few 
years since, were each striving to catch 
the first glimpse of the celebrated painted 
window. When it was pointed out by the 
guide, some of the party expressed great dis- 
appointment, exclaiming, " Is that all ? " but 
others, who had learned to look on both sides 
before condemning, said, " Don't be too hasty; 
wait till we get inside, and then you will be 
dehghted." 



10 THE PAINTED WINDOW. 

When once within the walls of that grand 
old cathedral, our eyes were gratified with a 
magnificent work of art. That ancient pile, 
though still unfinished, celebrated, in 1842, 
the 600th anniversary of the laying of its 
corner stone. But nothing interested us more 
within those Gothic walls than the Scripture 
scenes portrayed on that stained glass, by the 
celebrated German painter, Albert Durer. 
While gazing with such delight upon that ex- 
quisite work of genius, we heard a voice, 
saying, " Don't be so ready again to condemn, 
till you have seen both sides ; don't form too 
hasty conclusions." We each of us tried to 
lay to heart the important lesson. 

I wonder if you, my dear reader, have yet 
learned the lesson ? Have you been within 
the beautiful temple of God's grace ? If not, 
you cannot form any estimate of the joys that 
will fill your soul if you will but let Jesus, 
the Divine Guide, take you by the hand, and 
lead you within its blessed precincts. If you, 
my dear young friend, have passed through the 
period of childhood without having learned to 



CHRISTIANS HAPPIER IN THIS WORLD. 11 

rejoice in a Saviour's love, it is very likely 
that you have come to regard religion as 
something you will need when you come to 
die, but that its possession now, just as you 
are floating out upon the deeper currents of 
life, would deprive you of many innocent 
pleasures. I wish I could say something in 
these lines to show you that religion is for 
this world, as well as for the world to come. 
Oh! that you might but see that you would 
indeed be happier, even here on the shores 
of time, if you were only a true Christian! 
Yes, while standing within the temple of true 
religion, here on earth you would often enjoy 
happy foretastes of heaven, and exclaim with 
the sweet singer of Israel, " In thy presence 

IS FULNESS OF JOY ; AT THY RIGHT HAND THERE 
ARE PLEASURES FOR EVERMORE ! " And otherS 

still lingering without Zion's walls would turn 
their weary steps thitherward, as they heard 
you singing for joy, " In my distress I called 
upon the Lord^ and cried unto my God: He 
heard my voice out of his temple^ and my cry 
came hefore Him, He delivered me from my 



12 TESTIMONY OF CHRISTIANS. 

strong enemy. He brought me forth also into 
a large place,^^ (Ps. xviii.) It is my most 
earnest prayer, that you may be among the 
number of those who have seen their error 
in supposing Christians to be morose and 
gloomy, and that you may with a longing 
heart exclaim, " One thing have I desired of 
the Lord ; that will I seek after : that I may 
dwell in the house of the Lord all the days 
of my life : to behold the beauty of the Lord, 
and to inquire in His temple." 

How foolish we should have been, had we 
turned away from that beautiful cathedral in 
Cologne, because the stained window was not 
attractive on the wrong side! But we were 
not guilty of such folly ; we believed the 
guide, and those who had seen the window 
on the right side, and soon realized the truth 
of their words, and we thought of that pas- 
sage, " In His temple doth every one speak 
of His glory." (Ps. xxix. 9.) Yes, those 
who are reconciled to God, can speak under- 
standingly of His abounding love and mercy, 
and of the joy there is in serving Him. In 



TESTIMONY OF CHRISTIANS. 13 

the Apostle's description of the celestial city, 
in Rev. xxii. 22, he says, " I saw no temple 
therein." A temple is a place of reconcilia- 
tion. In heaven all are the friends of God, 
and so there is no need of a place for recon- 
ciliation. But here on earth, those who have 
with the eye of faith seen our great High 
Priest laying Himself upon the altar a volun- 
tary sacrifice for the sins of the world, and 
have there seen justice satisfied, and pardon 
for a guilty world made possible, cannot but 
speak of God's glory in His temple. Will 
you, then, believe what those, who have been 
thus admitted into communion with God, 
shall say of the joy of His service ? 

If you, my dear friend, will but follow their 
example^ and come yourself to the Lord 
Jesus, you will speak of Him in words some- 
thing like those which the queen of Sheba 
addressed to king Solomon : " It wa§ a true 
report which I heard in mine own land of 
thine acts of wisdom : howbeit I believed not 
their words, until I came, and mine own eyes 
have seen it : and behold the half has not 



14 A HAPPY EXPERIENCE. 

been told me; for thou exceedest the fame 
that I heard." And as the Kmg of kings 
shall lead you into the temple not made with 
hands, you will exclaim, " A greater than 
Solomon is here ! " 

I am sure you will like to read what one 
of God's " witnesses " says of the joys of this 
new life. I well remember the first night 
1 saw this young lady with two others trifling 
in a solemn meeting ; but, by the Holy Spirit, 
they were soon convinced of their danger, 
and led to ask how they could find true and 
lasting peace of mind. She soon gave her- 
self to Christ, and then wrote me the follow- 
ing account of her conversion. It was not a 
transient joy which filled her heart ; years 
have now passed away, and she is still " re- 
joicing in hope" — alight amid darkness, 
deeply felt because within the circle of home. 
that. you too might be able to say with 
her : 

" I FEEL NOW A HAPPINESS THAT CAN ONLY 
BE APPRECIATED BY THOSE WHOSE HEARTS HAVE 
BEEN BROUGHT INTO SYMPATHY WITH CHRIST, 
AND THE BEAUTIES OF HOLINESS. 



" CONSCIENCE REPROACHED ME." 15 

A few years ago my happiness consisted in 
going to parties, balls, and theatres. I seemed 
to live a votary of fashion and worldliness. 
Nothing marred my pleasure from day to 
day; I had all that heart could wish. I en- 
vied no one ; for I thought I lived in the 
perfect enjoyment of life, and no one could 
be happier than I. But at last death came, 
and without a moment's warning took from 
me my dear father, in the full strength of 
manhood. Oh ! what a blow it was to me ! 
The world became cold, dark, and gloomy. 
The sun still shone as brightly, but did not 
shine for me. It seemed as if there was 
nothing on earth to live for. It was a long 
time before I became calm under the dispen- 
sations of Divine providence. Many an hour 
did I spend in sober, serious reflection, ques- 
tioning the mysteries of the unseen world. I 
was solemnly led to look upon the past. Con- 
science reproached me, and told me that God 
had thus afflicted me to bring me nearer to 
Him. 

" I have always been instructed carefully 



16 

in the rules of morality, but never, till re- 
cently, was I advised to give my heart to my 
Saviour. Had some kind friend taken me 
aside years ago, and talked and prayed with 
me as you have done, I should at once have 
seen my folly, and long ere this sought to 
live for holier purposes. But no one reproved 
me, or told me I was doing that which was 
wrong. The first evening I attended the 
meeting my attention was arrested, and a 
deep and lasting impression made on my 
mind ; but I was not willing that any one 
should know it. The second evening, after I 
went in, a gentleman took a seat beside me, 
asked me if I enjoyed religion, and handed 
me a tract, expressing a desire that I should 
read it. I very readily took it, folded it up, 
and placed it in my pocket, not meaning to 
read it, and moved away from him for fear 
he should again speak to me. I felt quite 
indignant ; for he knew me, and knew where 
I attended church, though I had never spoken 
to him. I can never be grateful enough to 
you who have directed my thoughts heaven- 



" WHAT A MISTAKEN IDEA." 17 

ward. I feel that I have found an earthly 
friend, who has led me to a heavenly Friend. 
I used to think a Christian must be the dull- 
est and gloomiest of all persons. To become 
religious was like shutting onesself up in a 
convent. What a mistaken idea ! I am 
greatly changed in that respect. Religion is 
needed ; it is the ' pearl of great price ' — ' the 
power of God unto salvation to every one 
that believeth.' I feel its attractions grow 
stronger and stronger every day ; and I now 
believe every word of the poet who says — 

" 'Tis religion that can give 
Sweetest pleasure while we live ; 
'Tis religion must supply 
Solid comfort when we die. 

" 'After death, its joys shaU be 
Lasting as eternity : 
God the Father is my Friend, 
And my bliss shall know no end.' 

" Oh, how I wish everybody's heart could 
be touched as mine has been, and everybody 
brought to walk in the blessed light of a 
Saviour's love ! I feel a spiritual joy now, 
such as I never felt before — a happiness that 



18 THE GREAT CHANGE. 

can only be appreciated by those who have 
been regenerated, whose hearts have been 
brought into sympathy with Christ and the 
beauties of hohness. Oh, it would be the un- 
happiest moment of my life if ever I should 
grieve God's Holy Spirit, by neglecting to 
perform the duties I owe as a Christian to 
heaven and earth. I never mean to do so. I 
sometimes fear that I may, but I'll bear in 
mind the words of the Psalmist, who says, 
' Be of good courage, and He shall strengthen 
your heart, all ye that hope in the Lord,' and 
put my trust in God, praying that my affec- 
tions may never become estranged from Him, 
that He will create pure and holy desires 
within my heart, which . shall outlast the 
changeful scenes of time, and ever lead me 
to Him who is ' the way, the truth, and the 
life,' striving to lay the foundations of no 
earthly happiness here, but endeavoring to 
prepare myself for a better world. 

" * Be Christ my Pattern and my Guide, 
His image may I bear ; 
Oh, may I tread his holy steps, 
His joy and glory share.* 



TRUE ENJOYMENT. 19 

" I have read James' ' Anxious Inquirer,' 
and became deeply interested in it. My aver- 
sion to religious works has changed to a 
strong liking.' I seek them now; and every 
morning and night, after reading the Bible, I 
pray that God will guide me, and teach me 
to live in such a way, as that all who know 
me may have proof by my words and actions 
that I am a true disciple of Christ." 

Here is another testimony on this subject 
from one who can say, " i never knew what 
true enjoyment was before i foun^ the 
Saviour." 

" I feel so happy in the love of Christ, that 
I cannot refrain from writing 'you a few lines. 
In my first I only told you how I was con- 
verted, but now I will speak of the pleasures 
I find in being on the Lord's side. I always 
looked upon religion as something very dull 
and melancholy, and not at all desirable ; and 
I could not understand Christians when they 
said that true happiness was found only in 
rehgion. I did not believe it, and was de- 
termined not to risk losing the pleasures and 



20 PLEASURES OF RELIGION SUBSTANTIAL. 

gayeties of the world to seek it. But now how 
changed the picture appears to me. I find 1 
never knew ivhat true enjoyment was before 1 
found the Saviour, The pleasures of the. 
world are unsatisfying and fleeting, while 
those, of religion are substantial and lasting; 
and the path that I once thought would be 
dark and dreary, I find strewed with beautiful 
flowers. Yes, when we are happy in Jesus, 
December is as pleasant as May. I never 
feel happier than when I am endeavoring in 
the strength of the Lord to direct others to 
that fountain filled with blood drawn from 
Immanuel's veins ! Oh, pray for me, that 
I may be instant in season and out of season ; 
and please pray for all the young converts in 
Hamilton, that they may all prove faithfiil, 
and that we may all meet around God's 
throne in heaven, to praise Him through the 
countless ages of eternity. 

" I remain, a great debtor to grace, 

" M. G.'^ 

Now, my dear friends, this same precious 



THE TEMPLE OF GRACE. 21 

Saviour, who has filled the hearts of others 
with the purest joy, is willing to receive you, 
and fill your soul with gladness such as you 
never before experienced. He has bled and 
died on the cross in your stead ; He there 
suffered the punishment that was due to you 
for your sins ; he is now able to change the 
whole current of your being, so that you will 
love the things in which you once had no 
pleasure. If you will but come to Him, and 
let Him lead you into the temple of God's 
grace, you will understand the force of the 
truth illustrated by the different appearances 
presented to those who gaze on either side 
of the stained glass window in the cathedral 
of Cologne. Once within God's temple of 
love, you will discover the beauty of holiness. 
There, too, many things in God's word and 
providence will appear no longer shrouded in 
mystery, but the clear light of God's truth 
will shine upon them. There you may, with 
a truthful and understanding heart, repeat the 
following simple lines, which have been sug- 
gested to me by these thoughts : — 



22 THE TEMPLE OP GRACE. 

Within thy temple we behold 
The riches of thy grace; 
Its beauties, Lord; thou dost unfold 
To those who seek thy face. 

Here with enraptured joy we gaze 
On scenes surpassing fair; 

Here would we linger out our days, 
And banish every care. 

'Tis here with eye of faith we see 
The Saviour on the cross; 

Here from our sins we are set free, 
Earth's pleasures seem but dross. 

Now with distinctness we can trace 
Those lineaments of love, 

That clearly mark the Saviour's face: 
Love brought Him from above. 

Truths that before in mystery 
Were shrouded dark as night, 

When gazed upon within those walls, 
Turn radiant with light. 

May those who seek in vain for joy, 
'Mid pleasure's giddy round. 

Here give their noblest powers employ, 
Where purest bliss is found. 



CHAPTER II. 

CHEERFUL CHRISTIANS. 

Dr. Noah Webster a Christian through the influence of his happy 
daughter — The soldier saved from suicide — Story of a 
king always sad : his reasons ; application — Hymn of con- 
secration. 

^HOSB Christians who live near to 
their Saviour, and who manifest a 
cheerful, joyful spirit, even while em- 
ployed in the common duties of life, do much 
to recommend the religion of Jesus. Multi- 
tudes have been allured into " wisdom's ways " 
by observing that those who walk in them 
find them to be "ways of pleasantness." 

The distinguished Noah Webster, the author 
of the well-known English Dictionary, was 
thus led to Him who says, " I am the Way." 




24 MOSES STUART. 

His daughter (now the wife of a New Eng- 
land clergyman) related to me a short time 
since the following interesting facts, which 
she permitted me to make public. At a time 
of religious interest in New Haven, in 1807, 
when Moses Stuart of Andover, was preaching 
there, he observed the interest which one of 
Dr. Webster's daughters manifested, and 
called upon her several times at her father's 
house, seeking to point her to the Saviour. 
Dr. Webster, whose religion up to that date 
had consisted in an outward conformity to the 
rules of morality, and who sought to regard 
Christ as a mere man, rather than as the 
atoning sacrifice for the sins of a condemned 
world, was much annoyed, and at length man- 
ifested his displeasure by plainly telling Mr. 
Stuart that he did not wish him to call again 
at his house, as he was able to instruct his 
own family in the things of religion. His 
daughter, however, at the time, was, by the 
transforming power of the Holy Spirit, made 
in Christ a new creature ; so that with a happy 
heart she could exclaim, '^ Old things are 



NOAH WEBSTER. 25 

passed away ; behold, all things are become 
new ! " 

Her father, observing her from day to day, 
could not but notice the remarkable change. 
He had before thought his daughter full of 
life, and '' merry as a lark ; " yet he could not 
but see that she was more truly happy than 
ever before. He saw exemplified in her daily 
life the truth of that promise in Isaiah xxvi : 
" Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose 
mind is stayed on thee ; because he trusteth 
in thee." He could not fail to notice that 
she exhibited the sweet fruits of the Spirit 
— "love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentle- 
ness, goodness, faith, meekness." He had 
always looked upon her as a perfect lady ; but 
these Christian graces, he observed, added 
new lustre to her character, making her more 
amiable and winning to all around her. Her 
cheerful presence was to Dr. Webster an oft- 
repeated sermon upon the text in Prov. xvi. 
20 : " Whoso trusteth in the Lord, happy is 
he." With all his profound stores of learn- 
ing, he found himself ignorant of Christ and 



26 NOAH WEBSTER. 

his " finished work." While, at the same 
time, he saw that his daughter was possessed 
of the " wisdom that is from above, first pure, 
then peaceable, gentle, easy to be entreated, 
full .of mercy and good fruits." 

At last he was driven to the conclusion, 
that there was a depth and meaning in the 
orthodox faith which he had never fathomed. 
He therefore resolved to spend at least two 
weeks in the investigation of this all-important 
subject. For this purpose he shut himself up 
in his study, laid aside all other pursuits, and 
gave himself up to the study of God's Word, 
and to prayer. Ere long, he saw himself a 
lost, guilty, helpless sinner; the light of 
divine truth shining into his heart taught him 
that it was " deceitful above all things, and 
desperately wicked." (Jer. xvii. 9.) His dis- 
tress increased, until his cry was, " What 
shall I do to be saved ? " He sent for Mr. 
Stuart, the very man whom, but a few weeks 
before, he had refused to admit to his house, 
and with deep anxiety inquired how God could 
be just, and yet justify such a sinner as he 



TRIUMPHANT DEATH. 27 

found himself to be ? Mr. Stuart was rejoiced 
to point to Him who was lifted up that we 
might not perish, and to declare, that though 

"ALL HAVE SINNED," yet, THROUGH THE RE- 
DEMPTION THAT IS IN CHRIST, God can be just, 

AND THE JUSTIFIER OF HIM WHICH BELIEVETH IN 

JESUS. (Rom. iii. 23 — 27.) Before long, he, 
too, was rejoicing in the love of his first es- 
pousals, and had learned the meaning of that 
verse in Ps. xxv. 14 — "The secret of the 
Lord is with them that fear Him ; " and 
hence the source of his daughter's peace and 
happiness was no longer a mystery to him. 

When his impenitent friends in Boston 
heard that he had become a believer in the 
Lord Jesus Christ, they sought by every 
means to draw him away from his trust in the 
Redeemer; but their efforts were in vain. 
Like his daughter, he was ever after a firm 
believer in the divine mission of the Saviour 
of the world. On the day of his death. May 
28th, 1843, in his eighty-fifth year, he re- 
peated, with a radiant countenance, these 
triumphant words : '' I know whom I have be- 



28 TREASURE IN HEAVEN. 

lieved, and am persuaded that He is able to 
keep that which I have committed unto Him 
against that day." It is my earnest prayer 
that, with this great lexicographer, you too, 
my dear friend, may be led to see that you 
can never be truly happy until, as lost and 
guilty, you confess your sins ; and not with an 
intellectual, but with a saving faith, " believe 
ON THE LORD JESUS CHRIST." Dr. Wcbstcr oc- 
cupied thirty-six years in writing his dic- 
tionary ; but in his last hours, would he not 
rather a thousand times that these labors of a 
life-time should have perished, than to have 
lost his hope in Christ ? 

When you, my dear reader, are called upon 
to bid adieu to the scenes of earth, what will all 
your treasure avail, if you have not an unfail- 
ing one laid up in heaven ? Oh ! I entreat you, 
lay to heart the lesson which this happy young 
Christian impressed sa deeply upon the mind 
of her father ; namely, that when one with 
simple faith believes in Christ, the Holy Spirit 
changes his whole nature, and makes him far 



DUNCAN MATHESON OF SCOTLAND. 29 

happier in this world, and sure of happiness in 
the world to come. If you were only a fol- 
lower of Jesus, you would find your heart 
cheered even amid the most depressing cir- 
cumstances. 

While in Scotland I met with an interesting 
illustration of this fact. I there frequently 
fell in with Mr. Duncan Matheson, a well- 
known evangelist, who did much for the 
temporal and spiritual welfare of the soldiers 
in the Crimean war. His cheerful, happy 
manner contributed to win sinners to Christ. 
I never used to tire of hearing him relate inci- 
dents in connection with his adventures in the 
East. 

One night, as he was returning from before 
Sebastopol to his comfortless lodgings in a 
poor hut at Balaklava, and wading almost 
ankle-deep in mud, he lifted up his eyes, and 
viewed the bright, calm stars that shone over- 
head, and his soul soaring beyond them, he 
cheered his toilsome way by singing to a well- 
known tune the inspirating hymn beginning — 



30 DUNCAN MATHESON OF SCOTLAND. 

" How bright these glorious spirits shine ! 

Whence all their white array ? 
How came they to the blissful seats 

Of everlasting day ? 
Lo ! these are they from sufferings great, 

Who came to realms of light, 
And in the blood of Christ have washed 

Those robes which shine so bright." 

Next day, as he was on his way to the 
trenches, he fell in with a poor soldier in 
miserable circumstances ; his clothing was 
meagre, tattered, and muddy, and his toes 
were sticking out at the side of his worn-out 
shoes. 

Mr. Matheson asked in his frank way how 
he was getting on, and, seeing his wretched 
circumstances, gave him half-a-sovereign to 
buy a pair of shoes. The soldier replied, 
that although he was far from being well or 
comfortable in mind, he was much better than 
he was yesterday. This excited Mr. Mathe- 
son's curiosity, and he pressed him to tell 
why he was so excessively wretched yesterday ^ 
which he did with some hesitancy and appar- 
ent reluctance. 



THE DESPERATE SOLDIER 31 

" As I thought," said the soldier, '' of all 
we had passed through since we came out 
here, that we had been before this ugly place 
so long, and that we appeared as far from 
taking it as the first day we sat down before 
it, I was perfectly miserable, and could hardly 
be worse ; death seemed preferable to life, and 
I resolved I would kill myself, and be done 
with it. I took up my musket, and went 
down there about eleven o'clock last night, 
and was making all ready to despatch myself, 
when a person I could not distinguish in the 
darkness passed down near me, wading 
through the mud, but apparently in a happy 
mood of mind, for he was singing — 

' How bright these glorious spirits shine/ &c., 

to a tune with which I was familiar ; and I 
said to myself, 'Well, now, this is very 
cowardly, for that man's circumstances are, 
no doubt, as bad as mine, and yet he seems 
to be happy ; ' but on listening to the words 
he was singing, I thought he must be in pos- 
session of a source of happiness, and have a 



82 HIS LIFE AND SOUL SAVED. 

something to support him, to which I was 
quite a stranger. I wished I only knew how 
to be as happy as he was, and with that I put 
my musket under my arm and returned, and 
I feel better to-day, and more resolved to bear 
the worst." 

How great was his surprise to be told that 
the singer who had charmed away from him 
the evil spirit of yesterday was now before 
him. " Was it you ? Then I won't keep 
your half-sovereign ; I won't keep it now, for 
your singing last night has given me much 
more than I can express." Mr. Matheson at 
once told him who was the source of his 
happiness, and related to him the story of the 
cross, and he stated to my friend, the Rev. 
W. Reid, author of that precious book, " The 
Blood of Jesus," that he had every reason to 
believe that this poor man gave himself to 
Christ. 

Oh, my dear friend, if you have not " passed 
from death unto life," you ought to see that 
you yourself are " wretched and miserable." 
Oh, how mistaken the thought that you would 



THE UNHAPPY KING. 33 

be less happy by selling a few fancied pleas- 
ures for infinite joys ! When will you learn 
that 

" The "world can never give 
The bliss for which we sigh." 

That you may be impressed with the truth 
of this, let me tell you of a certain king who 
was never seen to laugh or smile, but under 
all circumstances remained pensive and sad. 
His queen wondered at his conduct, for she 
thought if any one on earth had reason to 
be happy it was the king, her husband. She 
therefore requested a brother of liis to ask 
him the cause of his continued sadness, and 
he did so. 

The king replied that he would give him an 
answer the next day. In the meantime he 
caused a deep pit to be made, commanding 
his servants to fill it half full of fiery coals, 
and then to place over them rotten boards, 
which the weight of man might easily break. 
He then told them to set over the pit a table 
laden with all manner of luxuries. 



34 HIS STRANGE ANSWER. 

When the brother came the next day for 
an answer to his question, the king led him, 
blinded, to this pit filled with the burning 
coals, and commanded him to be seated upon 
the trembling plank,, beside the richly laden 
board. Men with drawn swords were sta- 
tioned on all sides to prevent his escape. The 
best musicians in the realm were summoned 
to discourse the sweetest music. ^ 

Then the king caused the covering to be 
removed, and called to him, saying, '' Rejoice 
and be merry, my brother ; eat, drink, enjoy 
this pleasant music ; let your heart be filled 
with laughter. What more could you desire 
to make you glad ? " 

But he replied, ^' How can I be merry while 
surrounded with such dangers ? " 

" You see now," said the king, "the answer 
to your question. As it is now with thee, so 
it is always with me. My friends look upon 
the luxuries with which I am surrounded, 
while I see the danger's that encompass me. 
My sins are continually before me like armed 
men, and they seem to make it impossible 



CHRIST ABLE TO SAYE. 35 

for me to escape ff om the endless torments 
of a burning hell which yawns beneath me, 
and wherein 1 must be cast if I die in my 
sins. Above me is suspended with a brittle 
thread the flaming sword of divine justice, 
which may at any moment pierce my heart. 
Prom all this I see no way of escape. How 
then can I be happy ? How can I give myself 
up to music, feasting, and merriment ? Do 
not wonder then that I continue sad and dis- 
consolate." 

If you, my impenitent friend, have not fled 
from the "wrath to come" (Matt. iii. 7), 
then this is a faithful picture of your condi- 
tion this very moment ! Your sins will drive 
you down to that pit where "the smoke of 
their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever," 
unless, before it is too late, you flee to the 
loving Saviour, who has so pitied and loved 
us, that He has been willing to be " wounded 
for our transgressions, and bruised for our 
iniquities " (Isaiah liii. 6) ; and who has given 
Himself " a ransom to deliver us from going 
down to the pit." (Job xxxiii. 24.) 



36 CHRIST ABLE TO SAYE. 

That distressed king knew nothing of 
Christ's ability to " save to the uttermost^ 
But you have often heard of Jesus ; why will 
you not then at once go to Him with all your 
burdens, and learn at the foot of the cross the 
sweet meaning of those words in 1 Peter i. 8 ? 
^' Whom having not seen, ye love ; in whom, 
though now ye see Him not, yet believing, ye 
rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of 
glory." 

You will learn that He is able to change 
your heart, so that you will find pleasure in 
his service. Will you not then make use of 
this 

HYMN OF CONSECRATION. 

Dear Sa^dour, now to Thee I turn 

From vanities of time : 
Thou know'st what thoughts within me bum 

To be a child of thine. 

How oft, alas, I've sought for peace 

This spacious earth around ; 
But all its jo3^s are mixed with grief, 
True comfort nowhere found. 

Oh ! come and dwell within my heart, 
I'll open wide the door, 



LINES. 37 



And never, never more depart ; 
Thy goodness I'll adore. 

I'U count it now my chiefest joy 
To know thy righteous will ; 

And all my powers shall find employ, 
Thy pleasure to fulfil. 



CHAPTER III. 

THE SHINING PATH. 

The shining path — Mrs. Mary Winslow : possesses all earth 
can give; not happy; led to Jesus; filled with joy — Dif- 
ferent modes of introduction to the shining path — The con- 
trast: not sudden joy, but peace — The cross "light as air" 
— Poetry. 

[[F it is a fact, as we have tried to show, 
that the followers of Jesus are far hap- 
pier even in this life, is it not, to say the 
least, unwise to delay for a single day to enter 
that path, which is strewn with so many 
flowers, and which, the wise man says, is " as 
the shining light, that shineth more and more 
unto the perfect day." 

The experience of thousands has been, that 
all which this world can give will never satisfy 
the longings of our souls.. The history of 



MRS. MARY WINSLOW. 39 

Mrs. Mary Winslow, as narrated by her son, 
Dr. Octavius Winslow, whom I recently had 
the pleasure of meeting at his home in Eng- 
land, illustrated this truth. 

At a ball one evening she received much 
attention, and her pride was gratified. She 
was then just married and surrounded with 
everything that could give earthly happiness ; 
but she was unhappy, and her unhappiness re- 
mained with her until she knew the Lord 
Jesus. " On returning from the ball," she 
says. " I took a hasty review of the evening I 
had passed, as I lay upon my sleepless pillow. 
The glitter, the music, the dance, the excite- 
ment, the pleasure, — all passed before me ; 
but, oh ! I felt a want I could not describe. I 
sighed, and throwing my arms over my head, 
whispered to myself these expressive words, 
' Is this all ? ' I felt at the moment, that if 
this were all the happiness the world could 
bestow, then was there a lack I knew not how 
to supply, and a void I could not fill. I had 
reached the very summit of earthly bhss, and 
found it to fall short of what my heart craved, 



40 "I WAS UNHAPPY." 

and my soul required. From this time, I 
grew more fond of retirement, and less in- 
clined to mingle with the gay world. I felt 
that what I hadi been pursuing in the early 
part of my life was not happiness. I turned 
from it with a sensation of loathing, and 
sought in solitude what I had never found in 
the brilliant and crowded walks of life. I 
thought that there must be a state where real 
happiness was to be found. In this condition 
I continued for years, striving to keep the 
law, and to shape my course by ' the whole 
duty of man.' I endeavored to walk so as to 
please God ; but again and again my best 
resolutions were broken. These feelings I 
concealed from all around me ; for I would 
not for the world have breathed a hint that I 
was unhappy to the dearest friend. I saw 
every one around me apparently happy in the 
possession of the world, which had lost its 
charm for me. I now sought peace of mind 
in domestic enjoyment. I was encircled by 
my children, possessed of a husband who an- 
ticipated my fondest wish. My heart sighed 



"JOY UNSPEAKABLE." 41 

for nothing of earthly bliss that I did not pos- 
sess, and still I was unhappy. I was a sinner, 
and this secret conviction beclouded every 
prospect, and embittered every cup. Yes, I 
was unhappy — ■ at times miserable ; my very 
soul thirsted for what it had not, and yet I 
could not answer myself, and say what that 
one thing was." 

So great was her distress of mind, that her 
health gave w^ay under the burdens that op- 
pressed her. 

Her husband was led to remove from liis 
beautiful residence in Romford to London, 
hoping that the gayeties of a city life would 
dissipate her gloomy forebodings. Then, for 
the first time, she heard in simplicity the 
story of redeeming love. " This," she says, 
" was what I wanted to know for many years 
— that Jesus Christ came into the world to 
save sinners. I was a poor sinner, and 
wanted to be saved. Oh ! how eagerly I lis- 
tened ; I drank in every word. I had in vain 
been trying to work out my own salvation ; 
but my works always fell short and left me 



42 " I AM THY SALVATION." 

poor and miserable as ever. Now was held 
out to me the hope that I might be saved by 
another — the work of Jesus Christ. 

" I returned to my Bible, and with it ven- 
tured me on the Lord, pleading his own 
gracious promise, ' Ask^ and ye shall receive.^ 
In an instant light broke in upon my soul; 
Jesus stood before me,* and spoke those 
blessed words, ' Jam thy salvation.^ I hailed 
the glad tidings ; my heart and soul re- 
sponded ; Jesus was with me ! He had Him- 
self spoken. I had seen the Lord, and heard 
his voice ; the grave-clothes in which I had 
been so long confined fell off; my spirit was 
free, and I seemed to soar towards heaven in 
the sweetest, richest enjoyment ; my heart 
was filled with a joy unspeakable ! 

" I arose from my knees to adore, and 
praise, and bless his holy name. Oh ! what a 
night was that ! never, never to be forgotten ! 
I had seen Jesus. It was no vision of the 
bodily senses that I saw ; but I had no more 
doubt that I was a redeemed and pardoned 
sinner — that I had seen Christ, and held 



"I AM THY SALVATION." 43 

communion with Him who died that I might 
Uve — than I had of my own existence. It 
was with difficulty I could refrain from calling 
up the whole house, to hear what the Lord 
had done for my soul. It has since been evi- 
dent to myself, that when the Holy Ghost 
gave me the promise to plead, He also gave 
me a measure of faith to credit God for its 
fulfilment ; and, in answering the prayer of 
simple faith, Christ came into my soul with a 
full and free salvation, ' Jam ?^% salvation!^ 
This was good news indeed, fresh from heaven. 
Christ was mine ; heaven was mine ; all care 
and sorrow had vanished ; and I was as hap- 
py as I could be in the body. I had found 
what- 1 had long sought. I had been in search 
of real happiness for years, and in one night 
I had found it all in Jesus. God's richest 
treasury had been thrown open to my view ; 
and in Him I found all I wanted for time 
and eternity." 

Oh, what a dark, gloomy path was that 
trodden by Mrs. Winslow during those many 
years 



44 A YOUNG LADIE'S EXPERIENCE. 

her so long to learn that '' The way of the 
wicked is as darkness ! " Will you, my dear 
friend, persist in walking in that dark way, 
in danger every moment of stumbling into 
perdition, when there is so freely opened up a 
"shining path*?" 

I have just cast my eyes upon a letter writ- 
ten to me by a highly educated lady, which 
cannot but interest you, if you are asking, 
with Job (xxxviii. 19), " Where is the way 
where light dwelleth ? " If you are truly anx- 
ious to find Him who says, " I am the way," 
this account of the manner in which she was 
so quietly led into the " paths of peace " may 
help you. You will see that all are not filled 
with that sudden ecstatic joy which possessed 
the soul of Mrs. Winslow at the time she first 
received Christ. 

The various fruits in a garden do not all 
ripen in the same month ; so it is with the 
" fruits of the Spirit." The delicate flower of 
peace sometimes, as with the writer of this 
letter, springs up and blossoms long before 
the ruddy plant of joy sends forth its green 
leaves and brilliant petals. 



A YOUNG ladies' EXPERIENCE. 45 

" I can scarcely remember the time when I 
did not want to love the Saviour, and long to 
be acknowledged his ; and, at different times, 
I tried to be a Christian, but could not, or 
rather did not succeed. I know the fault was 
my own. I believed everything that I knew a 
Christian should, but I did not feel it in my 
heart ; it was merely an intellectual belief. 
All things I kept closely to myself. No one 
had spoken to me. I shrank from any con- 
versation on the subject. 

" Last January we removed from Brooklyn 

to . It was an entire change, in many 

ways, from the excitement of a city to the 
comparative quiet of a country life. But I 
liked it ; it gave me more time to think. 
Then I found among the people many warm 
friends. One of these did ask me if I was a 
Christian, and when I replied that I was not, 
led me to talk on the subject ; showed me the 
wonderful love of Christ in a light it had 
never appeared to me before. Still Christ 
seemed afar off, and I felt like one groping in 
the dark. But I had promised to try earn- 



46 WAITING FOR FEELING. 

estly, and I sought to do so. It seemed to me 
that I did not feel deeply enough ; I was 
waiting for some great change to take place 
before I should become a Christian. Finally, 
this same good friend told me that, if I had 
only, a little feeling^ a little love, but had an 
earnest desire for more ; if I felt that I would 
give up all for Christ ; if I was ready to serve 
Him, and to live for Him, more feeling would 
come, and more love. And I did then, I 
think, give myself to Christ, feeling my own 
weakness, my sinfulness, and unworthiness, 
but trying to trust Him, trying to rely on his 
promises, and to believe they were for me. 
So the sudden violent change never came ; but 
a kind hand lifted the curtain that had hidden 
my Saviour's face, and I saw Him more will- 
ing to receive me than I to come ; loving, 
gentle, patient, long-suffering, forgiving. 

" I hesitated a long time before I could ven- 
ture to unite myself with the church, fearing^ 
yet anxious to do it. At length, trusting 
' Him who is able to keep us from falling, and 
to present us faultless before the presence of 



GIVE UP ALL FOR CHRIST. 47 

his glory with exceeding joy,' I became in 
name what I hoped I had ah^eady become in 
heart — one of Christ's people ; and lo ! the 
very responsibihty I had so much dreaded, 
gave me courage, and that which had seemed 
a burden proved lighter than air. Now 
nearly four months have passed since that 
time, and though I have often doubted, often 
been perplexed, often feared I should disgrace 
his cause, or grieve his love, still through it 
all, I have been happier than ever before in 
having Christ's help to live, hoping that at 
last, having ended temptations, having been 
tried, I may receive the crown of life, which 
the Lord has promised to them that love 
Him." 

You see this lady made up her mind not to 
wait for some great change, or for more feel- 
ing, but simply to " give up all for Christ "— • 
ready to serve Him, and to live for Him. 
This, my dear friend, if you are not yet a 
Christian, is all you have to do. 

Then, in the confident and joyfiil words 
of Charlotte Elliott, authoress of that sweet 



48 LINES. 

hymn, " Just as I am," blessed to so many 
thousand, you can sing — 

" Oh Holy Saviour, friend unseen, 
The faint, the weak on Thee may lean ; 
Help me, throughout life' s varying scene, 
By faith to cling to Thee ! 

"Blest with communion so divine, 
Take what Thou wilt, shall I repine, 
When, as the branches to the vine. 
My soul may cling to Thee ? 

" Far from her home, fatigued, oppressed, 
Here she has found a place of rest ; 
An exile still, yet not unblest, 
While she can cling to Thee ! 

"Without a murmur I dismiss 
My former dreams of earthly bliss ; 
My joy, my recompense be this. 
Each hour to cling to Thee ! 

" What though the world deceitful prove, 
And earthly friends and joy remove, 
With patient, uncomplaining love. 
Still would I cling to Thee ! 

" Oft when I seem to tread alone 
Some barren waste, with thorns o'ergrown, 
A voice of love, in gentlest tone, 
Whispers, ' Still cling to Me !' 

" Though faith and hope awhile be tried, 
I ask not, need not, aught beside; 



LINES. 49 

How safe, how calm, how satisfied, 
The soul that clings to Thee I 

"They fear not life's rough storms to brave, 
Since Thou art near, and strong to save ; 
Nor shudder e'en at death's dark wave, 
Because they cling to Thee ! 

"Blest is my lot, whate'er befall; 
What can disturb me, who appall ; 
While, as my strength, my rock, my all, 
Saviour, I cling to The€ ! " 



CHAPTER IV. 

WHY NOT ENTER THE SHINING PATH ? 



Wisdom to enter the better life; not too young — The peaceful 
invalid — The present enjoyment — ''What a fool I have 
been to reject Christ" — a remarkable experience; "Christ 
has hold of me " — Dr. Edward Payson's sadness and joy — 
Spurgeon's experience — " I am so happy; Jesus has washed 
all my sins away ' ' — Prayer. 



MF this new life be indeed the better life^ is 
it not folly to live on without at once en- 
tering upon its enjoyments ? . 
Perhaps you say, " Oh, I am too young to 
be a Christian now ; I will wait till I am 
older." But have not the previous chapters 
shown you that religion is for this world, as 
well as for the world to come ; that God's 
word is true when it declares that " godliness 
is profitable for all things^ having promise of the 
life that now is^ and of that which is to come.^^ 

50 



THE PEACEFUL INVALID. 51 

Besides, you do not know when you may be 
called to bid adieu to the scenes of earth. 
Not long since, I was called to the bedside of 
a girl of fourteen summers, who was near to 
her journey's end. When but about ten years 
of age I had seen her, with scores of others, 
weeping for her sins, and shortly after rejoic- 
ing in the assurance, that for Christ's sake 
they were all forgiven. It was not, then, a 
fear of death that led her to seek for a new 
heart as a preparation for heaven. She 
simply saw how much Jesus had loved her, 
in giving Himself to die in her stead, and how 
very ungrateful and wicked she had been not 
to love Him in return ; and with tears she be- 
sought the dear Saviour to forgive and to help 
her by his Holy Spirit to trust Him, and to 
make her his own happy, loving, obedient 
child. Her prayer was at once answered, as 
every such prayer always will be ; and now, 
when called to die, she had no alarms. 

I shall never forget the joyful expression 
which lit up her countenance, as we sang to " 
her the hymn — 



62 YOU, TOO, MUST DIE. 

" A beautiful land by faith I see, 
A land of rest from sorrow free ; 
The home of the ransomed bright and fair, 
And beautiful angels, too, are there." 

Though it is right for you to remember that 
you, too, must die, still I would not have you 
think of this as the one great reason why you 
should become a Christian ; for if you do this, 
you will, I fear, as too many have done, put it 
off until death comes unawares upon you, and 
summons you away unprepared to the judg- 
ment-bar of God. I would have you feel that, 
even were there no heaven and no hell, it is 
most unwise not to serve God while life lasts. 
Our highest faculties, those from whose ex- 
ercise we derive the purest enjoyment, are not 
developed until we enter upon this better life. 

You, with thousands of others, will find 
these words full of truth, if you will, as a lost 
and guilty sinner, come to Jesus. 

How true you will find his words in John 

Xiv. 6 : " I AM THE WAY, AND THE TRUTH AND 
THE LIFE ! " 



WHAT A FOOL I HAVE BEEN ! 53 

I find among my papers a most interesting 
letter from a young man in New Jersey, whose 
experience answers the opening question of 
this chapter. His plain words are, " What a 
fool I have been to reject Christ so long ! " 

K his only object in becoming a Christian 
had been to secure a title for heaven, I think 
he would hardly have used this language. 
He does not say, " What a fool I have been to 
give up all my worldly pleasures for the duU, 
morose Ufe of a Christian ! " Did you ever 
hear any one use such words ? Never ! Multi- 
tudes have, with tears and groans, lamented 
that they delayed making their peace with 
God till it was too late ; but who ever heard 
of one expressing regret at having become a 
Christian, even though he Uved three-quarters 
of a century after having received Jesus as his 
"wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctifica- 
tion, and redemption ? " 

This young man writes : '' I was attracted 
to your meetings in the first Baptist church 
merely out of curiosity, as I would have gone 
to the theatre to see some new star, or to the 



54 THE INQUIRY MEETING. 

opera to hear some new prima donna. I first 
took a seat with my wife in the gallery near 
the stairs, thinking that perhaps I would not 
like the performance, and I would be handy to 
get out. 

'' I was deeply interested in the discourse, 
which was made up of simple, plain truths, 
and I could understand them ; and all that 
was said appeared to apply to my case. 
After the sermon I remained, and was much 
amused at looking down at the inquirers, and 
the different ministers and Christians, as they 
went about speaking to different ones ; and I 
remarked to my wife that we had better go, as 
most of the ministers knew me, and if they 
saw me, they would be coming up and speak- 
ing to me, and I did not want any' of them 
buzzing about me. 

"As I was attentively watching the pro- 
ceedings downstairs, some one tapped me on 
the shoulder. I looked up, and. a young 
Christian friend of mine was standing there. 
I shook hands with him, and he asked me 
how I was ? I said, ' Pretty well.' He said, 



55 

'You mean, perhaps, that you are well in 
body ? ' I said, ' Certainly.' He then said, 
' How is it in reference to your soul's wel- 
fare ? ' I told him that I had not given that 
matter much attention. He asked me if it 
was not time I was thinking about the mat- 
ter? I told him, perhaps it was. After a 
few more kind words he left. 

" I went home feeling pretty badly. The 
next day I felt worse, and during the day I 
tried several times to get rid of my bad feel- 
ings by cracking some joke, or taking a drink ; 
but it was of no use, as that only made me 
feel worse. The next evening I did not get 
to the church till after the singing. Meeting 
had commenced, and I walked right up the 
middle aisle, and took a seat. I began to 
realize that I was a poor sinner, and I felt 
miserable. Several ministers and Christians 
talked to me, yourself among the number, 
and one or two wished me to go home and 
pray : but I did not promise to, and did 
not. 

" The next evening I had an engagement 



56 " SUCH A LOAD TO CARRY.'' 

of a political nature, and all the time that I 
spent at the meeting I felt miserable. I was 
forced to reply in a debate that was before the 
meeting, and I got up and utterly failed in the 
attempt, sat down ashamed of myself, and 
called on some one to take my place ; and I 
got excused, not to go home — no : but to go 
to your Inquiry Meeting. As soon as I 
entered the church, I sought out Dr. Pish, and 
told him I wished him to pray with us. Just 
then you extended an invitation to all those 
who had not been converted and prayed with 
to come to a given part of the house. I got 
my wife, and we took a front seat. You 
made a few remarks, and then asked us all to 
get down on our knees. I hesitated a second, 
as I never had been on my knees, that I could 
recollect ; but I got down, and we repeated 
the prayer after you. 

" I started for home feehng miserable, and 
when I came to the last crossing, I was agi- 
tating in my mind how I should get up the 
steps ; it seemed as if I never had such a load 
to carry. As soon as I had reached my room, 



THE GREAT CHANGE. 57 

I told my wife I must get do^Yn and pray. 
We did so, and my prayer was, that Jesus 
would take me just as I was — a poor, mis- 
erable sinner. As soon as I laid my head on 
my pillow, it seemed as if I could hear them 
singing, ' Come to Jesus, just now,' and ' Hap- 
py day, happy day.' I went to sleep in that 
frame of mind. 

" When I awoke the next morning, I can- 
not describe what my feelings were ; I was 
entirely a different man. It was quite early. 
The first thing I thought of doing was to pray. 
I told my wife so. She said it was too early 
to get up. I told her I did not care how early 
it was, I must get-up and pray. We did so, 
and when we sat down to the breakfast table, 
I asked a blessing. 

" I can assure you that I have had more 
pleasure in one hour than I had in all my life- 
time before, and I have often thought tuJiat a 
fool I have been to reject Jesus so long ! 

" I thank Jesus daily that you came, and 
pointed me to my Saviour, who has pardoned 
my sins, and made me happy. I now love to 



68 DR. HOPKINS' STORY. 

be in the prayer-meeting, and among Chris- 
tians, and engaged in all good works. 
" Prom your Christian friend, 



It is now four years since this letter was 
written, and the writer is still a happy, earn- 
est Christian. Another letter from the same 
young man has recently been received, and I 
have reason to know from others that every 
word of this last letter is true. I give an 
extract in the hope that it may encourage you, 
my dear friend, to believe that God is able to 
help those who give tliemselves up to Christ, 
to live consistent and devoted lives. 

I remember that Dr. Mark Hopkins, of 
Williams' College, once told the students of 
two men who were conversing about their 
evidence of their hope in the Lord Jesus. 
When the first was asked how he knew he 
was a Christian, his answer was : 

" Because I have hold of Christ." 

'' But," said the other, " what will you do 
if the devil cuts off your hands ? " 



"CHRIST HAS HOLD OF ME." 59 

This staggered him. " Well," said he, 
" how do you know that you are a Chris- 
tian?" 

" Oh," he replied, " Christ has hold of 
ME, and the devil can't cut his hands off." 

So, if you, too, will but come and believe in 
Him who suffered untold agonies on Calvary's 
cross for you, saying: 

"Just as I am — Thou wilt receive, 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve 
Because thy promise I believe, 
Lamb of God, I come ! 

"Just as I am — thy love unknown 
Has broken every barrier down ; 
Now to be thine, yea, thine alone, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! " 

you will then hear the loving, compassionate 
Saviour's words, " I will never leave thee." 
(Heb. xiii. 5.) 

Read this second letter, and see if this 
young man does not seem to be one of those 
'' who are kept by the power of God, through 
faith unto salvation." (1 Peter i. 5.) 

" If it had not been for the outpouring of 



60 WORKING FOR JESUS. 

the Spirit last spring in this city, perhaps I 
should have still been travelling the downward 
path to hell. But, thanks be to a kind provi- 
dence, I can say to-day that I am a Christian. 
You, perhaps, may say, '' How do you know 
that you are a Christian?" lean soon tell 
you. I love those things I used to hate, and 
hate those things I used to love. I love the 
prayer-meetings, and the society of Christians. 
I am superintendent of a mission school, and 
the Lord is blessing that school. It is sit- 
uated about two miles from my home ; but I 
am always there, rain or shine, and always 
feel refreshed after the duties of the school 
are performed. 

" It is a pleasant duty, dear brother ! Only 

think of the gay, careless being engaged in 

such a work as this ! Most certainly the Lord 
has been good to me. I am also connected 
with the 'Young Men's Christian Union,' 
which is, I think, doing a great work, in hold- 
ing meetings, and distributing tracts and 
books. So, you see, I am not idle. I feel 
that I wish to he doing something for Jesus all 



SINGING HEART. 61 

the time. I feel that I am growing in grace, 
and that I have mpre and more every day to 
thank the Lord for." 

I have often seen the writer of these letters 
standing up, with two thousand others, and 
singing with a joyful heart — 

" The Lord has pardoned all my sin, 

That's the news ! 
I feel the witness now within, 

That's the news ! 
And since he took my sins away, 
And taught me how to watch and pray, ' 

I*m happy now from day to day — 

That's the news; that's the news! " 

Oh ! that every unsaved iieader might heed, 
before it is too late, the entreaty, 

" And Christ, the Lord, can save you now, 
That's the news ! 
Your sinfill heart He can renew, 

That's the news! 
This moment, if for sins you grieve, 
This moment, if you do believe, 
A full acquittal you'll receive, 
That's the news ; that's the news ! '* 

A little more than a year after this young 



62 NO FEARS OF DEATH. 

man experienced this liappy change of heart, 
while acting as a delegate tg the Young Men's 
Christian Commission in Philadelphia, in 
May, 1862, he was taken dangerously sick. 
It was my privilege to stand by his bedside, 
and to witness his calm confidence in God. 
He had no fears of death ; he knew that, 
whenever called hence, he could exclaim with 
Paul, " to depart and be with Christ is far 
better." 

He told me that his great regret was that he 
had lost so much true enjoyment in not hav- 
ing in childhood given his heart to the Lord. 
^•You see," this* young man says, "I have, 
since I became a Christian, had more pleasure 
in one hour than in all my lifetime before," 
and there is no reason why he should not con- 
tinue in this joyful state of mind. It is both 
his privilege and his duty, since it is written, 

" REJOICE IN THE LORD ALWAY." 

" This world is a waste, howling wilder- 
ness to those alone who go howling through 
it;" but 



EDWARD PAYSON. 63 

" The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets 
Before we reach the sacred fields, 
Or walk the golden streets." 

It is, alas ! too true that not a few real 
Christians often yield to despondency. But it 
is their own fault if they go half starved, when 
there is a free, royal feast constantly spread 
for them. 

I have often felt that the memoir of the 
sainted Payson has done much to discourage 
its imconverted readers from Christ's ser- 
vice. 

Their argument has been, that if one so 
holy and so much blessed of God in the con- 
version of souls was so often depressed, then 
they may infer that increased piety brings 
with it increased sorrow. But they do not 
consider that the morbid state of mind which 
occasionally troubled him so much, was owing 
rather to his physical than to his spiritual 
condition. 

" Christians," he says, " might avoid much 
trouble if they would only believe that God is 



64 " JOY UNSPEAKABLE. " 

able to make them happy without anything 
else. They imagine that if such a dear friend 
were to die, or such and such blessings to be 
removed, they would be miserable, whereas 
God can make them a thousand times happier 
without them. To mention my own case: 
God has deprived me of one blessing after 
another ; but as every one has been removed. 
He has come in and filled up its place ; and 
now, when I am a cripple, and not able to 
move; I am happier than ever I was in my life 
before, or ever expect to be. If I had only 
beUeved this twenty years ago, I might have 
been spared much anxiety." 

Dr. Edward Payson is not the only one who 
has been slow to learn this important lesson. 
I have sometimes thought that one reason 
why God in mercy fills the hearts of young 
converts with such "joy unspeakable," at the 
very outset of their religious course, is to 
teach them that He alone is the fountain of 
delights, and that if they will " follow on to 
know the Lord," they will find, by happy ex- 
perience, the meaning of those words in Job 



MR. spurgeon's exrerience. 65 

xvii. 9, " The righteous shall hold on his way, 
and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger 
and stronger." 

In speaking of his own experience, Mr. 
Spurgeon says : " Now we believe and know 
the king's highway to be a path of peace. 
We had heard the vile calumny, that religion 
was a thing of misery and sadness, and that 
its followers were the companions of owls and 
lamentations ; but the jubilant hour of our 
reception into the house of the saints laid bare 
the deception, and discovered the reverse of 
our gloomy appreciations. We were ' led 
forth with peace ; ' where we feared a wilder- 
ness we found a Sharon, and the oil of joy 
was given to us instead of the expected mourn- 
ing. It's no use for the infidel to tell us now 
our way will not end in bliss ; it began with 
it, and we are compelled to believe that, if the 
same Jesus be Alpha and Omega too, the end 
must be eternal happiness." 

Among a pile of letters, I find another tes- 
timony from a young lady in Canada, which I 
am sure you cannot read without feeling most 



66 " I AM so HAPPY." 

deeply that you are, even in your daily ex- 
perience, a loser in not yielding yourself to 
Him who alone can make you truly happy. 
You will observe, she says, in speaking of that 
joy she felt when she first entered the path of 
life, '^ Oh, how I wished all were partakers of 
the same happiness ! " 

" Oh, I am so happy ! for Jesus has heard 
my prayer, and washed my sins away ; and 
my constant desire is — 

" Oh ! what shall I do my Saviour to praise, 
So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace, 
So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, 
The weakest believer that hangs upon Him! " 

Oh ! how I wish all were partakers of this 
same happiness, especially young persons of 
my own age ! 

" Wherever you may go, tell the young that 
Jesus has made a promise to them He never 
made to older persons ; it is this — ' They 
that seek me early shall find me.' Tell them 
to yield at once, and to give up all for Christ, 
who died for them ! that He is waiting to re- 



" JESUS WAS WAITING TO RECEIVE ME." 67 

ceive them ; for Jesus never yet, nor ever will, 
cast out a truly penitent one who comes to 
Him seeking for pardon. 

I wish to give you some account of my con- 
version. I did not remain for any inquiry 
meeting until Friday night. I was spoken to 
by kind Christians who were anxious for my 
eternal welfare, but it appeared to have no 
effect on me. I am afraid I was not as much 
in earnest as I should have been. On return- 
ing home I began to see what a wicked, re- 
bellious creature I was, and that unless my 
heart was changed^ I never could stand before 
the great white throne of God as one of the 
glorified saints. On Saturday I attended the 
the children's meeting. You conversed and 
prayed with me, and I attempted to pray my- 
self, but it seemed as though I could not. 
On Sunday I was awake long before daylight ; 
sleep had fled from my eyes, and I felt more 
miserable than ever ; in spite of all my efforts, 
I could scarce refrain from weeping, even 
while Jesus was waiting to receive me just then^ 
but I would not .come, neither did I know my 
own heart. 



68 OUR VISIT TO JERUSALEM. 

"Before I started to attend the afternoon 
meeting, I opened my Bible, and the first pas- 
sage of Scripture that attracted my attention 
was this, ^ If ye shall ask anything in my 
name, I will do it.' I knelt right down and 
prayed that Jesus would take me just as I 
was, and make me His. I felt I could trust 
Him who had died in my stead, and that very 
moment, I beheve I was saved." 

When I was in Jerusalem I visited, with 
deep interest, the place where it is believed 
Christ was arraigned before Pilate. I thought 
of how the infuriated mob cried, " Away with 
jEKm, crucify Sim ! " and of how " the soldiers 
platted a crown of thorns and put it on his 
head^^^ and of how " they smote him on the head 
with a reed^'' and did spit upon Him, and of 
how He was scourged till the blood ran down 
his back. I cannot tell you what emotion filled 
my heart as I realized more deeply than I had 
ever done before what terrible tortures Jesus 
had endured for me. Oh my dear unsaved 
friend, have you really thought of what Jesus 
did for you? Oh come with me and 



CHRIST IN PILATE'S HALL. 69 

In Pilate's Hall behold 

The blessed Saviour bound ; 
His marble brow all deathly cold, 

With thorns He there is crowned. 

Draw near to Him, I pray. 

He's wounded there for thee; 
Oh do not turn from Him away, 

List to that mockery. 

Oh ! see those cruel stripes 

Upon His back all bare. 
See from His bleeding brow He wipes 

Th*e blood that trickles there. 

That blood was shed for thee, 

For thee 'twas freely spilt, 
From all thy sins to set thee free, 

And cleanse away thy guilt. 

He died that thou mightst live. 

Oh ! come and trust Him now. 
He'll freely all thy sins forgive. 

And clothe with peace thy brow. 

Now say — Oh Lord ! — I pray. 

For Jesus' sake alone, 
Take all my guilt and sins away, 

And make me all thine own. 

What now, my dear friend is your decision ? 
Every page of this book has been written with 
the most earnest prayer that it might be 
blessed by the Holy Spirit in leading the 



70 THE penitent's PRAYER. 

blinded at last to enter, through faith in 
Christ, upon a life of happiness. Will not 
you, then, seek some place of retirement, and 
bow down before God and offer this 

PRAYER ? 

Teach me, Lord, the folly of living in 
ignorance of Thee and of thy service. Show 
me how entirely " the god of this world hath 
blinded my mind." If, indeed, thou hast 
taught me to some extent the bitterness of 
sin, I thank Thee. But Oh ! '' cast me not 
away from thy presence : take not thy Holy 
Spirit from me." Wilt Thou help me to " be 
lieve in the Lord Jesus Christ." Help me to 
cry with saving faith, " Lord, I believe, help 
Thou my unbelief." My dear Redeemer, 
when I think of thy bloody sweat in the gar- 
den, of thy cruel buffetings, scourgings in 
Pilate's Hall, and the crucifixion on Calvary, 
which Thou in love and compassion didst en- 
dure for me, a guilty and condemned sinner, 
that I might be pardoned, and made, by the 
Spirit, a new creature, capable of enjoying thy 
service here on earth, and thy blissful pres- 



PRAYER. 71 

ence in heaven for ever ; oh ! when I think 
of all this, how can I help but love Thee ! Oh ! 
what a hard heart I have had to live so long 
neglecting and rejecting Thee ! 

Help me henceforth to live for Thee, and to 
make it my meat and drink to do thy will. 

Dear Saviour, Thou knowest how 

" I have sought the world around, 
Paths of sin and folly trod, 
But true comfort nowhere found; '* 

but now I turn to Thee as " the chiefest 
among ten thousand." Take me, and make 
me thine forever more. Amen. 



CHAPTER V. 

LOOKING UNTO JESUS. 

Nicodemus — Augustine's words — Remarkable conversion of 
a Jewish actor; subsequent history; preaches the gospel — 
Not to see but look — *' There is life for a look at the crucified 
One." 

S Moses lifted up the serpent in the 
wilderness, even so* must the Son of 
man be lifted up ; that whosoever be- 

lieveth in Him should not perish, but have 

everlasting life." 

*• There is life for a look at the crucified One, 
There is life at this moment for thee ; 
Then look, sinner, look unto Him and be saved 
Unto 'Him who was nailed to the tree ! " 

Yes, you may look unto Jesus this very 
hour, and be saved. He has been lifted up on 

72 




" YE MUST BE BORN AGAIN." 73 

the cross for sinners like you. He saw your 
coLdition, a guilty and condemned sinner, and 
of Iiis own loA^e and free will purchased by the 
sacrifice of Himself your pardon. Do you feel 
that, if you would enter on the better life, 
and continue to walk in it, a great change 
must be wrought upon you ? Do you realize 
the all-important truth which Christ again and 
again pressed upon Nicodemus ? Have you 
heard a voice from heaven saying unto you, 
'' Ye must be born again ? " Then the words 
at the head of this chapter tell you how this 
transformation in your nature can be effected. 
They tell you how to find this better life 
which you profess to be seeking. 

Are you, with the words of John Newton, 
in sorrow saying — 

" Oh ! could I but believe, 
Then all would easy be ; 
I would, but cannot, Lord, believe; 
My help must come fi'om Thee? " 

If these are your feelings, and you thus cast 
yourself upon Jesus, and lean only upon Him, 



74 Augustine's words. 

trusting not to your own feelings, but simply 
on what Christ has done for you as a sinner, 
then it will not be long before you will sing — 

"Oh, how sweet to view the flowiog 
Of his soul's redeeming blood; 
With divine assurance knowing 
That He MxVde my peace with God." 

You will then find the words of Augustine 
true : " Thou mayest seek after honors, and 
not obtain them ; thou mayest labor for 
riches, and yet remain poor ; thou mayest 
dote on pleasure, and have many sorrows. 
But Jesus in love and mercy says, "Whoever 
sought me, and found me not ? Whoever de- 
sired me^ and obtained me not ? I am with 
him that seeks me. He that loveth Me is 
sure of my love." 

In the summer of 1864, I met with a most 
interesting and remarkable case of the con- 
version of a Jew, who was by profession an 
actor in a theatre, but has since become a 
minister of the gospel. . It illustrates forcibly 
what has just been said. It is my prayer that 



THE -JEWISH ACTOR 75 

God may use it to help you to look unto Jesus, 
and to be saved. 

At the close of a meeting in Dr. Patterson's 
church, there stood before me a young man 
whose features plainly marked him as a de- 
scendant of Abraham. ^ I soon found him to 
be under deep conviction of sin. God had 
taught him by his Holy Spirit, that he must 
" give an account of the deeds done in the 
body." His anxious words were : 

"' What shall I do ? I cannot spend another 
such night as the last. I can't live with such 
a burden upon me." 

" Do ! do ! " said I ; " what can you do but 
simply trust in the Lord Jesus Christ ? " 

" But what has He done for me ? " he 
asked. 

" He has done everything for you. 

" ' When He from his lofty throne 

Stooped to do and die, 

Everything was fully done : 

" Tis finished ! " was his cry. 
***Till to Jesus' work you cling 
By a simple faith, 
Doing is a deadly thing, 
Doing ends in death.' " 



76 " I AM WILLING TO PRAY." 

" But," said he, " my father was a Jew, and 
I was educated in the city of London for a 
Rabbi. I have been taught that Jesus, the 
despised Jew of Nazareth, was an impostor." 

'' But," said I, '' He is not an impostor. He 
is the Saviour of sinners. He died on Cal- 
vary's cross, an atoning sacrifice for the sins 
of the world. And you must believe in Him, 
or you can never get rid of that burden ; but, 
sooner or later, it will come upon you again. 
The only thing for you to do is to cast it at 
the foot of the cross." 

, " But I am a Jew, and I can never believe 
in Jesus of Nazareth." 

" You must, or die the second death." 

" But I don't know how ; I can't believe in 
what I don't understand. I have been taught 
to hate Jesus Christ ; and can I, all at once, 
believe in Him, and love Him, as you do ? " 

" Not without help from God," 1 answered, 
. " and for that reason you must pray." 

'^ Oh, if praying will make me feel any 
better, I am willing to pray all day." 

As there were but two or three left in the 



THE Jew's prayer. 77 

church, I asked, " Are you willing to kneel 
down here now, and pray, after I have first 
prayed for you? Will you, too, pray out 
loud ? " 

" Yes," he replied, quickly ; " I will do any- 
thing rather than live in this way." 

With tears and trembling he uttered this 
petition : '• Thou God of Abraham, Isaac, 
and Jacob, if Jesus of Nazareth be the long- 
promised Messiah, help me to believe in Him 
and be saved." 

But I find in my note-book, in this converted 
Jew's own hand-writing, a more complete 
account than I can give from memory. I am 
sure it will interest you ; I can scarcely read 
it without tears of gratitude to God. 

" After having spent the night of Saturday, 
May 22nd, in dissipation and sin, I arose from 
my bed feeling very sick, and very miserable. 
Walking leisurely up Madison Street, my at- 
tention was arrested by hearing strains of 
sacred music coming from a church. I was 
led to enter the church, not to pray, but to 
hear the singing, and to while away the hour. 



78 I TOO MUST DIE." 

After the singing had ceased the minister rose, 
and in the course of his remarks said that all 
his hearers were dying creatures. And not 
only had they to die, but also had they to 
render to God an account for the deeds done 
in the body. 

" These plain truths came with a peculiar 
power to my mind. I, too, must die. I, too, 
must ' give an account of the deeds done in 
the body.' I left the church a miserable con- 
science-condemned sinner. For many years I 
had lived without God, catering for the amuse- 
ment of Satan's children. Truly, I had been 
very wicked, and I felt it. I returned to my 
room, tried to divert my mind away from 
thinking over the subject ; but still the thought 
would return, I, too ^ must die; I, too, must 
' give an account of the deeds done in the 
body.' 

" I passed a sleepless night — nay, more, a 
wretched night. I arose early on Monday 
morning, and, looking over the daily paper, 
found that the Rev. Mr. Hammond was to 
speak in a church at the corner of Wabash Ave- 



ALL IN JESUS. 79 

nue and Washington Street. Thither I went, 
hoping to hear something to remove the terri- 
ble feeling from my mind. When I reached 
the church the meeting was over. A gen- 
tleman seeing me standing, looking painfully 
disappointed, took the liberty to ask me why I 
looked so sad. I told him that I felt unhappy 
and unholy, and that I would like to see Mr. 
H. He gave me an introduction to him, who 
kindly took me by the hand, asking me what 
troubled me ? I told him my feelings, that I 
felt myself a sinner before God, and a very 
wicked one, too. He prayerfully pointed me 
to Jesus ^ and told me I must look to Him ; for 
He only could save me, and make me happy. 
This I could not understand. My parents had 
taught me that Jesus was an impostor ; and 
when Mr. H. spoke of my looking to Jesus, I 
felt much more troubled. Mr. H. asked me 
to kneel in prayer. I did so ; but when he 
prayed to Jesus, I felt angry. I thought that 
I, a Jew, had no business in a Christian 
church, praying to Jesus. Mr. H. still prayed 
on, but I could not understand the matter. 



80 CHEIST AND THE SERPENT. 

I tried to pray, too, but hardly knew what I 
said. Time being precious, and Mr. H. hav- 
ing to leave, he introduced me to Mr. Moody, 
and some other Christian friends, asking them 
to speak to me, and to pray with and for me. 
Accordingly Mr. M. read a part of Luke's gos- 
pel, but still no light. He then read the third 
chapter of John's gospel ; he came to the 14th 
verse, " As Moses lifted up the serpent in the 
wilderness, even so must the Son of man be 
lifted up ; that whosoever believeth in Him 
should not perish, but have everlasting life." 
This blessed truth seemed to reach my heart. 
I knew that Moses had lifted up a serpent in 
the wilderness. My father had told me that 
that was true, but what had Christ to do with 
it ? I could not see any resemblance between 
Christ and the serpent. But I took the mat- 
ter to God, and there in that church, with my 
head bowed down in humility before Him, I 
sincerely asked the God of Abraham, Isaac, 
and Jacob to teach me if it was true. God 
mercifully heard my prayer, and in a moment 
showed me Jesus of Nazareth on the cross. 



SUBSEQUENT HISTORY. 81 

Yes ; I saw the whole mystery. Our fore- 
fathers looked to the serpent, and were 
healed ; so I must look believingly to Christ, 
and be healed of my sins. I did look, and 
glory to God ! I was happy, oh, how happy. 
I arose from my knees, saying, ' I see it ; I see 
it.' And not only did I see it, but I felt it. 
Glory to God ! Glory to Christ ! Wonderful 
Jesus ! Blessed Jesus ! My Jesus ! My Saviour, 
I love Thee ! Thou art my all in all. 
blessed Saviour, keep me humble, and may I 
never forget that Thou wast lifted up for 
me." ^ 

"E. C. R." 

His subsequent history has proved that he 
did indeed at that hour look to Christ with 
saving faith — that, at that very time, he was 
of a truth " born again " by the Spirit of God. 
His soul was at once filled with such ecstatic 
joy, that he could not but speak to others of 
the precious Saviour. As he passed out to the 
street, he met a Jewish acquaintance, whom 
he at once addressed with the joyful words, 



82 I AM NOT CRAZY. 

" Mr. Abraham, Jesus of Nazareth is the long 
promised Messiah ! " as if he had made a 
most marvellous discovery, and one that even 
his brother Israelite would hail with delight. 
But what reply did he get in return? Mr. 
Abraham became immediately so enraged, 
that, with a clenched fist, he knocked him 
down, and there left him. 

Shortly after he met an old theatrical com- 
panion, who, seeing a new Bible in the con- 
vert's hand, asked, " What's that — a new 
edition of Shakespeare ? " 

" No ; it's the Bible ! " 

" The Bible ! What are ^/oii doing with 
the Bible ? and what's that singing book — 
Christy's Minstrels ? " 

" No," was the answer ; " it's the Revival 
Melodist." 

" ' Revival Melodist ' ! Why you are going 
crazy : come along and take a drink, and 
drink away all this foolish nonsense." 

" Oh, no ; I am not crazy ; I've just come 
to my right mind ; I've found Jesus. I am 
not going to act any more on the stage ; I am 



NOW A PASTOR. 83 

going to live for Him who died on the cross 
for me." 

He has made good this declaration. He 
has since graduated in a Presbyterian theolog- 
ical seminary, and is now pastor of a church 
in Illinois ; and I see, by the " New York In- 
dependent^^^ that the Holy Spirit has been 
blessing his labors in the conversion of sin- 
ners. 

If you will read the following extract from 
a letter which he wrote me recently, you will 
see what he thinks of this " better life," and 
the Saviour who is so safely and tenderly 
guiding him through it. 

" You ask if I am still clinging to Jesus ? 
Yes, dear brother ; to whom else can I cling ? 
None like Jesus. Blessed Jesus ! Since first 
I saw Him, He has loved me. He loved me 
before, but I did not heed it. He is my truest 
Friend. He has never left me, nor forsaken 
me. How many have changed since I saw 
you, but Jesus never. The same Jesus yester- 
day, the same blessed Jesus to-day, and, I 
hope, forever. It is strange that men will not 



84 ^'LOOK UNTO ME.'^ 

love Him. What more can He say, what 
more can He do, than He has done for them ? 
Oh ! if they only knew Him, his love for souls, 
his willingness to bless them and make them 
happy, they would not, they could not, help 
but love Him. Tell the people that the poor 
Jew asks them to love the blessed Saviour, 
the sinner's only Friend.'' 

You see then, dear friend, what a look at 
the crucified One did for this blind Jew. It 
will do the same for you. He at fi.rst, you 
remember, at one time, seemed to think that 
praying would relieve him ; but he found that 
was not enough, and that he must look with 
the eyes of faith to the Saviour on the cross, 
bleeding, dying, for him. Jesus' words are, 
" Look unto Me, and be ye saved." (Isa. xlv- 
22.) He does not command you to see, but to 
LOOK ; and, as you seek to look, He, with his 
mighty power, will help you to see ; and, with 
this son of Abraham, you will cry, " I see it! 
I see it ! " Yes, you will see the great plan 
of salvation all made plain, and you will won- 
der that you could have lived so long, and 



"LIFE FOR A LOOK." 85 

been blind to all its beauties — blind to the 
condescending love of the dear Eedeemer. 

Will you not then, with a prayerful heart, 
look to Jesus just now ? and you will find to 
the joy of your heart that, 

" There is life for a look at the crucified One, 
There is life at this moment for thee : 
Then look, sinner, look unto Him and be saved — 
Unto Him who was nailed to the tree ! 

" Oh ! why was He there as the bearer of sin, 
If on Jesus thy sins were not laid ? 
Oh ! why from his side flowed the sin-cleansing blood, 
If his dying thy debt has not paid ? 

*• It is not thy tears of repentance nor prayers, 
But the BLOOD that atones for the soul ; 
On Him, then, who shed it thou mayst at once 
Thy weight of iniquities roll. 

" We are healed by his stripes; wouldst thou add to the Word? 
And He is our righteousness made : 
The best robe of heaven He bids thee* put on ; 
Oh ! couldst thou be better arrayed ? 

*' Then doubt not thy welcome, since God has declared 
There remaineth no more to be done ; 
That once in the end of the world He appeared, 
And completed the work He begun. 

"But take, with rejoicing, from Jesus at once 
The life everlasting He gives ; 



86 LOOKING TO JESUS. 

And know, with assurance, thou never canst die, 
Since Jesus thy righteousness, lives. 

" There is life for a look at the crucified One, 
There is life at this moment for thee ; 
Then look, sinner, look unto Him and be saved, 
And know thyself spotless as He." 



CHAPTER VI. 

THE WAY TO BE SAVED. 

A visit to Vesuvius — The defeat of the Capuans — Rebellion 
against God — The love of Christ — The just suffers for the 
unjust — The story of Tigranes — A remarkable conversion 
— John Newton — Child's prayer. 

J^HILE writing this book, I have often 
lifted my heart to God in prayer, 
for the guidance of his Holy Spirit, 
to teach me what words to use in seeking to 
lead you to the Saviour. 

My one great object has been, that you 
might know the joy of sins forgiven. 

I have sought by various illustrations and 
examples to show you what a blessed thing it 
is to be a follower of Jesus. It is now my 
earnest desire that you should not finish this 

87 




88 VESUVIUS. 

chapter without accepting Christ as your 
Saviour. He alone can make you truly hap- 
py. As you have read these pages, have you 
in prayer asked God to show you the way of 
salvation through Christ ? If you have not, I 
entreat you not to read another page without 
at once falling on your knees, and asking God, 
for Christ's sake to have mercy on you. He 
will make your way plain to you. He will 
help you to understand all that I shall say 
about the " finished work of Christ." 

Your everlasting happiness depends on your 
having a saving acquaintance with what Christ 
has done for you, in giving Himself an aton- 
ing sacrifice for the sin of the world. Oh, 
then, I entreat you to listen while I address 
you in words which I have before used, in 
seeking to lead souls to Jesus. 

One beautiful afternoon, in the spring of 
1861, in company with an officer from the 
JExmouth^ an English man-of-war lying in the 
bay of Naples, we ascended to the smoking 
top of Vesuvius. The marvellous sight from 
the summit of that volcano, nearly four thou- 



THREE GERMAN STUDENTS. 89 

sand feet high, more than repaid us for all our 
trouble. At times we were so fortunate as to 
be able to look to the very bottom of the burn- 
ing cauldron ; it was an awful sight. As the 
sulphurous smoke enveloped us, we could but 
think of those fearful words, " The smoke of 
their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever." 
(Rev. xiv. 11.) Some profane sailors' from the 
man-of-war, who chanced to be present, stood 
gazing down into what seemed to be a ''bot- 
tomless pit." One of them was overheard to 
say, " Well, Jack, I have always tried to think 
there was no such place as hell, but all this 
makes me fear there may be." The solemn 
answer came : " i, too, am afraid there is." 
While looking down into that seething 
abyss, where three German students, ventur- 
ing too near the edge, had but a little time 
before plunged into the red-hot lava to rise no 
more, there was a fearful eruption. A stream 
of burning lava and half-melted rocks was sent 
with gigantic force into the air, We all ran 
for our lives. The whole mountain seemed to 
quake with fear, and I am sure some of us 



90 

did. We looked to see some crevice open be- 
neath our feet. 

We were glad to get away from that too 
suggestive and alarming sight. We started 
out from Naples on a pleasure excursion. We , 
did not love to harbor thoughts about " the 

LAKE OP FIRE " and " THE SECOND DEATH." 

And SO5 when our Italian guide called us to 
eat eggs boiled in the hot lava, we gladly ac- 
cepted, and turned our eyes away to the 
charming bay of Naples, with its green islands 
basking in the golden rays of the declining 
sun. Down that mountain's side, below the 
line of lava, were the fragrant, many-tinted 
flowers ; and we thought of the " land of 
Beulah," the " sea of glass," and we could not 
help singing that hymn we had learned to 
love in America : 

" The men of grace have found 
Glorj begun below ; 
Celestial fruits on earthly ground 
From faith and hope may grow. 
" The hill of Zion yields 

JL thousand sacred sweets, 
Befcre we reach the heavenly fields, 
Or walk the golden streets." 



POMPEII. 91 

Thus, on the outer edge of the crater, we 
sat, gazing for a long time on the wondrous 
panorama spread out before us. A little to 
our left lay the excavated ruins of Pompeii, 
that voluptuous Roman city, destroyed, like 
Sodom and Gomorrah, by " brimstone and fire 
from the Lord out of heaven. (Gen.xix. 24.) 
The day before we had visited a house in that 
doomed city, where had been found a skeleton 
of a man, by whose side lay a vdre basket 
filled with three hundred and sixty pieces of 
gold and silver. He, with the thousands who 
escaped, saw the danger, heard the ominous 
rumblings of the overhanging sulphurous 
mountain, but, not willing to leave his gold, 
lost Mb life. Oh, what a sermon that was to 
us! For seventeen hundred years the book 
containing that solemn warning to the care- 
less had been closed. That whole city, for so 
many centuries buried beneath ashes and 
lava, was, indeed, an open hook^ full of such 
sermons and warnings. 

To the right of us lay Capua, where Spar- 
tacus with seventy companions, in the servile 



92 HANNIBAL AT CAPUA. 

war, broke loose from the gladiatorial school 
of Lentulus. With the aid of a glass we could 
see the ruins of the amphi-theatre, built of 
tiles and faced with white marble. 

My dear reader, I have spread out these 
scenes before you that I might the more viv- 
idly call your attention to an interesting event 
which occurred in Capua about 211 B. c. 

Hannibal, the Cartliaginian general, had, 
with his great army, invaded Italy for the pur- 
pose of subjugating Rome. This he found a 
difficult work. In order to accomplish it, he 
saw the necessity of inducing some of her 
allies to revolt. The Capuans, on the banks 
of the Volturno, little by little yielded to his 
overtures. Capua is supposed to have been at 
that time a larger and more wealthy city than 
Rome itself. When, therefore, this wily 
Afri<5an general proposed to the Capuans to 
make their city the capital of Italy, on condi- 
tion that they would join his armies and 
mar-ch against the proud '' city of the seven 
hills," they were easily led to join his stand- 
ard. How little they knew of the fearful 



CAPUA CONQUERED. 93 

retribution they " were treasuring " up for 
themselves ! But their delusions were soon 
dispelled. Hannibal, even with the aid of his 
alUes from the fertile banks of the Volturno, 
was not able to vanquish the resolute Romans. 
Instead of capturing the Roman capital, the 
men of Capua ere long heard the consuls 
Fulvius and Claudius thundering at their 
gates, and demanding instant surrender. At 
length they were forced to yield. Capua, alas 
too late! shed bitter tears of repentance, 
when she saw fifty-three of her honored sena- 
tors led forth to an ignominous death, thir- 
teen hundred of her nobles shut up in dun- 
geons, and the bulk of her citizens torn away 
from the familiar haunts of home, with its en- 
dearing associations, and sold for slaves. As 
the citizens turned their lingering looks on the 
once proud metropolis of the Campagna, they 
saw nought to gladden their eyes ; for the sad 
thought was forced upon them, that they were 
doomed to a life of slavery, and that a Roman 
prefect ruled over their once-loved city. 
My dear reader, God has a government ad^ 



94 god's goveenment. 

ministered by righteous laws. These laws 
were instituted for the happiness of his crea- 
tures. They were, in other words, a rule of 
action, which, if followed out, would have re- 
sulted in peace and harmony between the 
beneficent Ruler of the universe and his sub- 
jects. But, alas ! this part of God's domin- 
ions in which we live, led away by Satan, 
has grievously revolted from his authority : 
his laws we have wilfully and continually 
trampled under our feet. The narrow path 
of duty and of happiness which, as a loving 
Father, He so kindly pointed out for us to 
walk in, we have left for the " broad way that 
leadeth to destruction." As there is no law 
without a penalty, God has attached penalties 
to his code of laws : and to show how much 
He loves us, how much He desires our happi- 
ness, He has made the ultimate penalty as 
severe as possible. 

The Capuans hoped to be able, with Hanni- 
bal, their sable leader, to defeat Rome, their 
sovereign ; but what hope have you, my dear 
friend, even with the assistance of the arch- 



GUILTY BEFORE GOD. 95 

enemy of all good, of freeing yourself from the 
claims which God has upon you ? Now, we 
know that " what things soever the law saith, 
it saith to them who are under the law, that 
every mouth might be stopped, and all the 
world become guilty before God" — or, as it 
may be read, subject to the judgment of Crod. 
(Rom. iii. 19.) Yes, that is our condition. 
We are indeed guilty before God, and there- 
fore subject to his righteous judgment. The 
Romans felt bound to punish their lawful sub- 
jects, the Capuans, for their grievous revolt 
and their alliance with a foreign enemy ; 
much more is God, the moral Governor of the 
world, bound to punish those who rebel 
against his rightful authority. He has said. 
The soul that sinneth, it shall die — be sepa- 
rated from God. No candid reader can pe- 
ruse the last three chapters in Revelation, nor 
the history of the rich man and Lazarus in 
the sixteenth chapter of Luke, without being 
convinced of the awful nature of that final 
place of separation. 

" Now then we are ambassadors for Christ, 



96 BELIEVE IN JESUS. 

as though God did beseech you by us ; we 
pray you in Christ's stead, be ye reconciled to 
God." (2 Cor. v. 20.) Have you, dear reader, 
heeded these words of inspiration? If not, 
then you are at this moment justly exposed to 
the wrath and curse of a holy, sin-hating God, 
who sees something more to be feared in sin 
than in suffering. Are you satisfied with your 
condition ? Should you die this hour, are you 
sure of heaven ? If not, I entreat of you not 
to rest till, with deep earnestness, you ask the 
momentous question, " What must I do to be 
saved ? " And may God help you by his Holy 
Spirit to heed the answer, " Believe on the 
Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved." 
Do you then realize that you are indeed in 
rebellion against a " perfect government ? " 
Do you feel that you are at '^ enmity against 
God ? " — that " the heart " — yes, your heart 
— "is deceitful above all things and desper- 
ately wicked ? " Oh, my dear friend, you can- 
not feel too deeply the sad truth of these 
declarations from the inspired pen. What 
words those are in the last verse of the third 



" THE WRATH OF GOD." 97 

chapter of John : '^ He that beheveth on the 
Son hath everlasting life ; and he that be- 
lieveth not the Son shall not see life, but the 

WRATH OF GOD ABIDETH ON HIM." Men try tO 

forget these solemn facts. We have often 
heard young men, whose consciences troubled 
them, arguing against the justice of God in 
the eternal punishment of the finally rebellious. 
" But unto the wicked God saith. What hast 
thou to do to declare my statutes, or that thou 
shouldest take my covenant in thy mouth? 
seeing thou hatest instruction, and castest my 
words behind me. Now consider this, ye that 
forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there 
, be none to deliver." (Ps. 1. 16, 17, 22.) 
If any of these " arrows of the King " have 
been made sharp in the heart of one of his 
" enemies " — if you, dear friend, as you have 
read these solemn warnings from Him who 
has said, " One jot or one tittle shall in no 
wise pass from the law till all be fulfilled," 
have been led to see yourself a lost and guilty 
sinner, oh, then, listen while I try to tell you 
of Jesus and his " finished work." 



98 - THE RANSOM. 

The Lord Jesus has looked in pity upon our 
ruined, rebeUious world. He well knew the 
inflexible nature of law. When these words, 
" Ye shall not surely die," were spoken in the 
garden of Eden to the representatives of our 
race, He knew too well that they were from 
the '' father of lies." He had heard the God 
of justice utter the warning to you, and to me, 
and to every child of Adam guilty of voluntary 
secession from his benign government, " Be- 
cause THERE IS WRATH, BEWARE, LEST He TAKE 
THEE AWAY WITH HIS STROKE : THEN A GREAT 
RANSOM CANNOT DELIVER THEE." And SUch waS 

his wondrous love for every guilty sinner, that 
with a yearning heart He cried, " Deliver him 
from going down to the pit : I have found a ran- 
som" — I give myself a ransom. (Job xxxiii 
24.) Yes, He left his throne in heaven, and 
came to this revolted world to pay the awful 
penalty of a broken law, and to redeem us 
from its curse. '^ The Son of man came .... 

TO GIVE HIS life A RANSOM FOR MxiNY." (Matt. 

XX. 28) : He came to seek and to save the 
lost. (Luke xix. 10.) Do you feel yourself a 



THE king's son. 99 

^' lost " sinner ? Then Jesus has loved you. 
He has come to save you : thanks be to God, 
" He is able to save them to the uttermost 

THAT COME UNTO GOD BY HiM ! " (Heb. vii. 

25.) 

Let us suppose that, at the time of the fall 
of Capua, a king, instead of a consul, had been 
at the head of the government. The news of 
the revolt of the metropolis of Campagna is 
heralded through the streets of Rome. Great 
preparations are being made to recapture this 
rebellious city. Such mighty armies are 
being marshalled, that it is evident to all that, 
whether with or without the aid of the foreign 
invader, the city must surely be soon com- 
pelled to surrender. 

A son of the king silently witnesses all this 
till his heart yearns to deliver the Capuans. 
His father is a humane king, but he has heard 
him again and again solemnly declare, that to 
prevent anarchy and distress throughout the 
whole realm, he must conquer the Capuans, 
behead their senators, imprison their nobles, 
and doom the guilty inhabitants to perpetual 
slavery far away from their loved homes. 



100 HE OFFERS TO DIE. 

The son sees and feels the justice of all this 
— sees that after all the father is not prompted 
to this course by a revengeful spirit, but by a 
heart of love for all his subjects ; and yet he 
longs to find some way to arrest the stroke of 
justice. A thought strikes him. He knows 
that his father, the king, would sooner see the 
whole city of Capua buried beneath a burning 
volcano than be called to witness the untimely 
death of his beloved son. With this love for 
the doomed city burning in his soul, he ven- 
tures to approach the throne of the king of 
Eome. Like Esther pleading for the sen- 
tenced Jews before King Ahasuerus, the son 
is graciously received — the golden sceptre is 
extended. 

Now listen to his words — " The guilty 
Capuans, thy lawful subjects, king, have in- 
deed most grievously revolted from thy right- 
ful authority. The sentence passed upon 
them is most just ; shouldst thou allow them 
to escape with impunity, thy kingdom would 
be shaken to its foundation. But am not I of 
more value in thine eyes, and in the eyes of 



" THE son's offer." 101 

all thy people, than the city of Capua ? Will 
not the forfeit of my life redeem them from 
destruction ? Oh ! if thou wilt but accept me, 
I will willingly give myself a ransom for them. 
I will willingly go to the very walls of the 
city — yea, within the walls — and suffer the 
tortures of crucifixion, to show them how 
much I love them, and so teach them the 
sanctity of law, and the price of the ransom 
paid for their deliverance." ' 

Now hear the answer! The father, like 
Zeleucus the king of the Locrians, so loves his 
subjects, that he is willing to permit his own 
son to suffer the severest torture, rather than 
witness the disasters attendant upon broken 
laws. Therefore his response — '' Thou art 
dearer to me than the apple of mine eye; 
thou art mine only son, my well-beloved son. 
I also love my subjects ; I have no wish to de- 
stroy Capua. But thou art to me worth more 
than all the world. My laws would indeed re- 
main untarnished, shouldst thou deign to die 
in the stead of these rebels. Our armies are 
able to crush them ; and were the command 



102 THE PROCLAMATION. 

to go forth, they would soon be our ' lawful 
captives.' But, for thy sahe^ at the very hour 
of thy death, I will make a proclamation of 
pardon to all who will confess their guilt, and 
cast away their weapons of rebellion." 

The son goes forth and yields his life a sac- 
rifice in behalf of the condemned subjects. 
The wondrous act of love is told to every soul 
in the city ; young and old hear of it. The 
proclamation is heralded in every street. 
Who will be so foolish as not to heed this 
proffer of pardon ? Who so hard-hearted as 
not to love the name of that prince, who has 
so loved them as to give himself a free ransom 
for them ? Who will not thank the king for 
giving his son to die for them? 

Supposing they had turned a deaf ear to that 
proclamation of the " conditions of peace" — 
had shown in every way that they despised the 
king and his son — would they not have de- 
served a double retribution from the hands of 
their sovereign ? What punishment too severe 
for them ? 

My dear unconverted friend, in condemning 



YOUR RELATION TO GOD. 103 

tliese Capuans for such a course, thou art 
condemning thyself. " Of how much sorer 
punishment" shall ye be thought, worthy 
who have " done despite unto the Spirit of 
grace ? " (Heb. x. 29.) 

In this illustration you see something of the 
relation in which you stand towards God. 
Satan has invaded our world, and you are one 
of those who have been " taken captive by 
him at his will." (2 Tim. ii. 26.) You may 
not realize this fully, but it is nevertheless 
true. He may have come to you as an " angel 
of light," but if you are not a Christian — if 
you have not been "born again" — if you 
have not been made " a new creature in 
Christ," so that you can say, with a joyful 
heart, and with a clear understanding, " Old 
things are passed away ; behold, all things are 
become new " (2 Cor. v. 17) ; then it must 
still be true that you are '' taken captive by 
him at his will," and that you are " ignorant 
of his devices." (2 Cor. ii. 11.) 

It is not more true that Hannil)al, with his 
wily deceits, led away the Capuans to revolt 



104 BEWARE. 

against their natural protectors, to their own 
ruin, than that "your adversary, the devil" 
(1 Peter v. 8), has induced you and every 
child of Adam to rebel against God, your 
heavenly Father. Neither is it more true that 
the Romans had power to overcome Hannibal 
and his allies, than that God has power to 
overcome and punish forever Satan and his 
allies. Read in Jude 6 : — " The angels 
which kept not their first estate, but left their 
own habitation. He hath reserved in everlast- 
ing chains under darkness unto the judgment 
of the great day." You see, from these sol- 
emn words, that the fallen angels are con- 
demned to " everlasting punishment." 

Let me entreat you, beloved reader, to be- 
ware, lest by following the " wiles of the 
devil" (Eph. vi. 11) ye " fall into the con- 
demnation OF THE devil." (1 Tim. iii. 6.) 
Beware, lest in the last day ye hear the dread 
sentence from the lips of the " Judge of all 
the earth," — "Depart from me, ye cursed, 
into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil 
and his angels. (Matt. xxv. 41.) 



" CONDEMNED ALREADY." 105 

You see " everlasting fire " was not ^' pre- 
pared" for you and me, but '^ for the devil 
and his angels ; " but if we join his standard, 
and with him " be found even to fight against 
God," may we not justly expect and deserve 
the fearful retribution in reserve for the arch- 
deceiver ? The Capuans could not complain 
of the punishment they received ; and you, 
too, my dear friend, if you continue to fight 
against God, will know the awful trutli of 
those words, " Every mouth shall be stopped, 
and all the world become guilty before God." 
(Rom. iii. 19.) Will you not, then, receive 
the truth that you have been led by Satan and 
by "an evil heart of unbelief," to fight against 
God, and to disregard his commands, which 
are just and good ? "He that belie veth not 

IS CONDEMNED ALREADY." ' (John iii. 18.) 

The loving Saviour beheld our fearful con- 
dition, and offered Himself a ransom for us. 
His eyes saw the arm of divine justice raised 
over you — the yawning pit beneath your feet 
— more dreadful than that pit of Vesuvius 
into which those three German students fell. 



106 THE OFFERED RANSOM. 

His great heart of love yearned over you. 
He longed to deliver you. 

The love of that prince of Rome for the 
deluded Capuans was nothing in comparison 
to the wondrous love of the Son of God for 
you and me. He saw, that " without the 
shedding of blood " there could be no " remis- 
sion of sin." And the Tiompassionate cry to 
the holy, sin-hating God was wrung from his 
lips, as He looked upon you, fellow-sinner, lost 
and guilty, " Deliver him from going down to 
the pit : I have found a ransom." I give my- 
self A RANSOM. Let me, thy well-beloved 
Son, die, " the just for the unjust." (1 Peter 
iii. 18.) I, for the guilty sinner's sake, will 
give my back to the smiters. I will not hide 
my face from shame and spitting. (Isa. 1. 
6.) 

A God of justice accepted the offer. At 
the appointed time the Saviour came to die, a 
sacrifice for your sins and mine. He took 
upon Him our nature. '' Tempted in all 
points like as we are, yet without sin," He 
lived a life of holy obedience to all the laws 



CHRIST OUR SUBSTITUTE, 107 

of God. He was " without sin," and so was 
able to make an atonement for the sins of 
others. This holy, spotless Son of God, suf- 
fered inconceivable agonies on Calvary's cross, 
that you and I might be saved. " He is de- 
spised and rejected of men. ... He was de- 
spised, and we esteemed Him not. Surely He 
hath borne our griefs, and carried our sor- 
rows. . . . But He was wounded for our trans- 
gressions. He was bruised for our iniquities : 
the chastisement of our peace was upon Him ; 
and with his stripes we are [or may be] 
healed." (Is. liii. 3-5.) 

And yet how little you have thought of this 
infinite sacrifice made so willingly for you, 
fellow-traveller to the bar of God ! Have you 
not often tried to drive away all thoughts of 
what Jesus has done for you ? Are you not 
one of those who say, " We esteem Him 
not " ? 

It is my most earnest prayer that you may 
think of Jesus, and hear Him saying to you, 
" Look unto me, and be ye saved." If an 
earthly friend had done one-thousandth part 



108 TIGRANES' OFFER. 

of what the Prince of Peace has done for 
you, would you, think ye, live on year after 
year, and never in any way express your 
gratitude ? 

A fact in classical history may throw light 
upon the truth I am trying to impress. 
Tigranes, King of Armenia, and his father-in 
law, Mithridates, made war against Rome. 
After a severe struggle, I think it was Pom- 
pey, on the banks of the" Euphrates, reduced 
these kings to homage and submission. The 
circumstances of their hostility against Rome 
were so aggravated, that they and all their 
families expected nothing but death. They no 
doubt remembered, that about one hundred 
and fifty years before, fifty-three of the senators 
of Capua had, for a somewhat similar rebellion 
against the authority of Rome, been slain with 
the axe of the executioner. And what more 
natural than for them to infer that they would 
be doomed to instant death ? Tigranes ten- 
derly loved his young wife, and was willing to 
make any sacrifice to save her from a cruel 
death. He therefore approached the Roman 



"I DID NOT SEE HIM." 109 

general, and suppliantly offered to die any 
death — no matter how painful — if he could 
thus be accepted as a ransom for her who had 
been a partner of his joys and sorrows. But, 
contrary to their expectations, all were par- 
doned freely ! 

When Pompey left their presence, they vied 
with each other in their praises of the Roman 
commander. While some admired the beauty 
of his person, and others spoke of the mag- 
nanimity of his character, only one member 
of these royal families was silent. When this 
attracted the attention of the rest, Tigranes 
turned to his wife, who, with closed hps, still 
stood gazing upon her husband with a coun- 
tenance beaming with admiration and grat- 
itude, and asked why she had nothing to say 
in praise of the noble act of Pompey. Her 
simple answer was: " I did not see him; I 
only saw him who offered to die to save my life.^^ 
Her eyes were rivetted on him who only 
offered to die in her stead. But oh ! is it 
not true that you have never once, with peni- 
tence for your cruel sins, and with love and 



110 HIS AGONY. 

gratitude in your heart, looked to Him who 
actually did die to save you from punishment, 
" where their worm dieth not, and the fire is 
not quenched " ? (Mark ix. 44, 46, 48.) How 
httle have you thought of his " agony and 
bloody sweat ! " For you, guilty sinner, He 
prayed ; for you He agonized ; for you He 
sweat drops of blood. Have you never read, 
in Luke xxii. 44, '• Being in an agony He 
prayed more earnestly ; and his sweat was as 
it were great di'ops of blood falling down to 
the ground " ? Do not, I entreat of you, turn 
away, but take your Bible and follow the 
bleeding Son of God, from his night's agony 
in the garden, where thrice He prayed, 
" Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass 
from me," to the presence of Annas, then to 
the judgment-hall of Caiaphas, thence to Pilate, 
to Herod, and back to Pilate again. See Him 
" brought as a lamb to the slaughter," open- 
ing not his mouth ! See that cruel " crown 
of thorns " upon his brow ! Can you not see 
fresh drops of blood mingling with his tears ? 
Can you not hear those blows that fall upon 



SIN-BEARER. Ill 

his devoted head? Now with the clenched 
fist He is bufieted ! Now with the palm of 
the hand insulted, aud spit upon! Wonder 
of wonders ! Why stand those weeping an- 
gels, longing, and yet unable, to rescue Him 
from the hands of murderers ? Ah, God is 
there ! A God of justice, a sin-hating God 
has " laid upon Him the iniquity of us all." 
And our ''-sin-hearer^'' hears the sentence, 
*' Awake, sword, against my Shepherd, and 
against the man that is my fellow." (Zech. 
xiii. 7.) 

Can you, after all this, turn a deaf ear to 
the words of Him " who his own self bare our 
sins in his own body on the tree" ? (1 Pet. ii. 
24.) Hear his cry, " Is it nothing to you, all 
ye that pass by ? Behold, and see if there be 
any sorrow like unto my sorrow which is done 
unto me, wherewith the Lord hath afflicted me 
in the day of his fierce wrath ! " Oh, look to 
Him whom your sins have pierced, and mourn. 
Better to weep now with '' godly sorrow " and 
live, than to dwell forever where there is 
"weeping and gnashing of teeth." (^Matt. xiii. 



112 CHRIST FORSAKEN. 

12.) Better to heed his loving words, '' Look 
unto me and be ye saved," than to cry in vain 
to the mountains and rocks, " Pall on us, and 
hide us from the face of Him that sitteth on 
the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb." 
(Rev. vi. 16.) 

Would that you might "just now" " behold 
the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin 
of the world." (John i. 29.) See Him lifted up 
on the cross, that you " might not perish, but 
have everlasting life." Hear his heart-rending 
cry, " My God ! my God ! why hast Thou for- 
saken me ? " Ah, He was forsaken for your 
sakcy weeping, trembling sinner. He was 
" made sin " for you ; treated as a sinner for 
your sake, that you " might be made the 
righteousness of God in Him." (2 Cor. v. 20.) 
Your sins helped to avert the face of an of- 
fended God. Your sins helped to drive those 
nails. Can you not with love and gratitude 
say — 

'Twas for me that Jesus bled 

On the cruel tree : 
There He bo^Yed His thorn-clad head, 

Ah, what agony ! 



MR. FESSENDEN. 113 

• 'Twas my sius that uailed Him there; 
Mine that shed his blood ; 
'Mine that pierced the bleeding side 
OftheSonofGod. 

It was this thought of the spotless Son of 
God being "wounded for our transgressions," 
that melted the heart of Mr. T. A. D. Fessen- 
den, the brother of Wm. Pitt Fessenden, Secre- 
tary of the American Treasury. This lawyer 
attended a series of meetings in Lewiston, Me., 
in 1866, when the Holy Spirit was showing hun- 
dreds their lost condition and need of pardon. 
Curiosity was at first his only motive. But 
ere long he began to feel himself a guilty 
sinner. In relating to a large audience the 
manner in which he was led to the Saviour, 
I heard him use the following language, 
which appeared in the next morning's secular 
press : 

" I cannot refrain from saying that it is 
repugnant to my natural feelings to speak of 
myself, but in the hope that it may possibly, 
with God's blessings, be the means of some 
little good, I will speak. I feel impelled to 



114 HIS EXPERIENCE. 

speak for the cause of Jesus and of my late 
experience, though my words be feeble. My 
story is a simple one. But a short time since 
I had supposed that I was possessed of a 
strong will, of good nerves, and of a clear 
judgment. I did not think I was emotional, 
and I remai-ked to a friend with whom I was 
conversing, and who mentioned that Mr. 
Hammond was creating an excitement, that 
if he tjould raise any emotion in me, I should 
like to have him, for it was dull, and had been 
so long since I had felt emotion, that I should 
like to feel it. One Sunday evening it entered 
my mind that I would go and hear. I went 
and listened intently, but it was with no ex- 
pectation that it would afford me any pleasure, 
except tliat of hearing a stranger. 

'' I listened to him and went away. I 
descanted to my friends upon his power of 
illustrating, and told them that he drew upon 
his travels for his figures of speech. I was 
utterly indifferent so far as my personal state 
was concerned. Some time after, I attended 
again, and listened attentively. I fastened 



HARDNESS OF HEART. 115 

my eye upon the speaker, and for some mo- 
ments his gaze was rivetted on mine, as he 
addressed me in tones of impassioned earnest- 
ness to come to Christ. It was thus I began 
to think, is this real ? Is it necessary ? Is it 
a duty we have resting upon us ? But when 
the sermon closed, I walked down the aisle, 
and out of church alone. I thought then, 
there is no necessity of my stopping here to 
talk with these people ; it will do well enough 
for persons not in the habit of thinking for 
themselves, but not for me. I concluded that 
I would not go again ; but, on reflection, I 
said, I will go. I am not afraid to hear the 
man. I went. I was interested in the ser- 
mon ; I was interested in the experience of 
Mr. Wight ; I was interested and moved by the 
affecting prayer for physicians and lawyers, 
more particularly, perhaps, because I had been 
introduced to Mr. Hammond during the day, 
and thought that he might have me in his 
mind, and my heart was somewhat softened ; 
but I did not heed the invitation to stop, but 
steeling my heart, I walked to the door. 



116 " I WEPT." 

" I was overtaken by him. He urged me 
and a friend who was with me to remain. 
My dear old father was praying for me, and 
kindly pressed me to stay to the Inquiry 
Meeting. He asked me to promise him that 
I would pray that night, but I refused to 
promise, and said I would see him the next 
day. As I walked down the still streets, my 
feelings overcame me, and I wept ; but when 
I neared my home, I endeavored. to crush out 
all -my feeling of remorse, so that I might 
enter the presence of my wife calm and un- 
moved ; for I was ashamed to let her see that 
a man in the prime of life could be so 
wrought upon, and appear so unmanly. 

''I sat down, but my grief overcame me. 
I covered my face and wept. She sought to 
comfort me. I choked down my sensation for 
the moment, and said, ' This is all excitement 
— ^^it will pass away ; ' but she replied, ' It is 
the Spirit of God struggling with you,' and 
begged me to yield to his influences. I was 
softened. I asked her to pray. She did so, 
and asked me to pray ; for the first time since 
I was a little boy I knelt and prayed. 



"MY SINS WERE BEFORE ME." 117 

" The next morning Mr. Adams met me. 
He talked a moment with me in the street, 
and I invited him to my office. He then 
talked and prayed with me, and I tried to 
pray. He left, and during that day I was 
overwhelmed with mental anguish. My sins 
were before me. The memory of my past 
life came vividly to my mind, and temptations 
and suggestions of all sorts pressed upon me 
to shake off these delusions ; but I prayed 
constantly and fervently in my mind that the 
Spirit of God would not leave me, but would 
continue to strive. That evening I attended 
meeting, and heard the story of the Son of 
God ; that He came to save the lost ; that for 
our sakes He was treated as though a guilty 
rebel ; of his agony upon the cross : and when 
I listened to the words of the dying Jesus, in 
the extremity of agony, 'My. God! my God! 
why hast Thou forsaken me?' my heart 
melted. I stopped at the Inquiry Meeting, 
and on my knees I promised God, that if He 
would forgive my sins, I would take sides 
with Jesus, that I would stand up for Jesus, 



118 "I WAS AT PEACE." 

give my heart to Him, and would trust to 
Him, and be his. I was at peace. Hence 1 
am willing to stand up and speak to you 
to-night." 

Mr. Pessenden for seven years lived a con- 
sistent Christian, and a few months since, in 
peace and triumph, left this world. 

Do not let Satan tempt you to despair of 
pardon. " It is a faithful saying, and worthy 
of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came 
into the world to save sinners." (1 Tim. i 
15.) Paul, who uttered these words, said he 
was the chief of sinners, and he is in heaven 
to-day. There is hope, then, for you. 

John Newton felt himself to be one of the 
chief of sinners, and yet he found peace and 
pardon. He believed in the Lord Jesus 
Christ, and was saved. He only " looked and 
lived." His sins were as scarlet and crimson, 
but through the wondrous power of that blood 
which '^ cleanseth from all sin," they became 
as wool and as snow. He had helped to kid- 
nap slaves on the shores of Africa, and had 
awfully blasphemed God's name ; but the 



JOHN Newton's experience. 119 

sight of Jesus on the cross melted his heart. 
Hear him sing : — 

" In evil long I took delight, 
Unawed by shame or fear, 
Till a new object struck my sight, 
And stopped my wild career. 

" I saw One hanging on a tree, 
In agony and blood, 
Who fixed his languid eyes on me, 
As near his cross I stood. 

" Sure never, till my latest breath, 
Can I forget that look ; 
It seemed to charge me with his death, 
Though not a word He spoke. 

"My conscience felt and owned the guilt, 
And plunged me in despair ; 
I saw my sins his blood had spilt. 
And helped to nail Him there. 

** A second look He gave, which said, 
' I freely all forgive ; 
This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
I die that thou may'st live.' 

" Thus, while his death my sin displays 
In all its blackest hue, 
Such is the mystery of grace. 
It seals my pardon too." 

Tou may never, dear friend, have the priv- 



120 THE HOLY CITY. 

ilege of looking upon that city where our 
blessed Saviour "• bore our sins in his own 
BODY ON THE TREE." But if you wiU but 
come and trust alone in Him, you will finally, 
in triumph, " enter the New Jerusalem " 
above. 

Not long since we travelled five thousand 
miles, to see " the place where Christ was cru- 
cified.^^ I shall never forget the emotions 
that filled my heart when, as we ascended a 
northern branch of the Mount of Olives, the 
Holy City, for the first time, burst upon our 
view. The tears ran down my cheeks as I 
exclaimed, " There is the place where Jesus 
died for me ! " I seemed to forget all the 
world beside, and to feel as I had never done 
before, the great fact that he had loved me, 

AND GIVEN HIMSELF FOR ME. 

It mattered little to me, whether I could de- 
termine the exact spot where He was wounded 
for our transgressions, but it was somewhere 
there before me ; and I was thankful that I ^ 
had gazed upon the place. That one look 
was worth all the trouble of our long journey 



WHERE HE WAS CRUCIFIED. 121 

of five thousand miles. Tlie first question I 
asked of our guide, wlieii once we approaclied 
the Holy City, was, where is " the place where 
he was crucified? ^'^ Though I was not at all 
sure that any one knew the exact' spot, still it 
was to me a pleasure to be taken to the place 
where thousands firmly believe he gave His 
life a ransom for us. The Church of the Holy 
Sepulchre is built over the spot. There were 
people of every clime kissing the very stones. 
One little boy, from sunny Italy, was kneeling 
within a few feet from the place, where his 
father told him Jesus suffered a dreadful death 
on the cross, that the guilty might be par- 
doned. No doubt many imagine that a visit 
to the sacred places in Jerusalem, will go far 
towards securing them entrance into heaven. 
All such will find, sooner or later, their griev- 
ous mistake. 

But no true Christian, who has experienced 
a saving change, can visit Jerusalem without 
feeling his heart drawn out in stronger love 
to the Saviour. 

While visiting the supposed site of Cal- 



122 GOLGOTHA. 

vary, I could but exclaim, with an over- 
flowing heart : 

Here it was the Lord of Glory 

At Golgotha died for me, 
Here I read the won'drous stoiy 

Of His death to set me free. 

Here His hands and feet all bleeding, 

Fast were nailed unto the cross ; 
Here His wounds for me were pleading, 

When my gain was all His loss. 

Here by God he was forsaken, 

When he took the sinner's place, 
For His sake I now am taken 

Into favor under grace. 

Here the sword of justice slew Him, 

That I might be justified ; 
Praise the Lord I ever knew Him, 

That for me He bled and died. 

Blessed Jesus, I will love Thee, 

Love Thee till my latest breath, 
And in Heaven I will adore Thee, 

When these eyes are closed in death, 

These were my feelings ; but what, my 
dear friend, are yours as you think of how 
our dear Redeemer suffered in our stead, on 
the cross ? How can you help but love 
Him ? 



STORY OF THE CROSS. 123 

While in Naples, I met with a lady who 
told me that she had often taken her New 
Testament and gone out into the houses of 
poor, ignorant Italian women, and read to 
them the simple story of the sufiferings of 
Christ, and had always seen the tears flow 
down their cheeks ! Why ? Because they 
had never heard such a wonderful story be- 
fore. 

Why is it that your heart is not oftener 
melted into tenderness and love, as you read 
of His compassion for His enemies ? Has 
it not been because you are, in a measure, 
"Crospel hardened ?^^ 

But I would fain believe that your heart 
is now moved to love this precious Saviour 
of whom you have been reading. Every page 
of this book has been written with much 
prayer. God grant that your love for Him, 
who not only offered Himself as " our surety ^^^ 
but who really " hath once suffered for 

SINS THE JUST FOR THE UNJUST, THAT He 

MIGHT BRING US TO GoD," may be far stronger 



124 PRAYER. 

than was that love of the king's daughter 
for Tigrannes. 

However great and many your sins may 
be, this loving Saviour waits to welcome 
you. " Noiv once in the end of the world hath 
He appeared to put away sin by the sacrifice 
of Himself. God is satisfied with His Son's 
" finished work " for you. Will not you, 
then, be satisfied ? Oh, then, do not go about 
any longer to establish your own righteousness. 
" For Christ is the end of the law for 

RIGHTEOUS to EVERY ONE THAT BELIEVETH." 

Yes, He has satisfied the claims of God's 
justice. Oh, then, " Believe on the Lord 
Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved." 
Will you not, then, with words like these, 
pray to Him who has said, " Ask, and ye 
shall receive ? " 

PRAYER. 

" God, teach me liow to pray. I am 
a lost, guilty, hell-deserving sinner. I have 
a thousand times broken thy just and holy 
laws. I have listened to the father of 



"I GIYE MYSELF AWAY." 125 

lies, and with him am justly condemned to 
'.everlasting punishment.' Oh, how many 
times have I rejected Christ, and grieved 
the Holy Ghost ! Hadst Thou, Holy Spirit, 
left me, I must have been given over to • hard- 
ness of heart.' God, T thank Thee for 
this. Help me, gracious Father, to see how 
Thou canst, for Jesus' sake, pardon a guilty 
sinner like me. Open my blind eyes to see 
how Jesus has died, the ' Just for the un- 
just ; ' how he was wounded for my trans- 
gressions, and bruised for my iniquities. I 
can only offer the prayer of the pubhcan, 
' God be merciful to me a sinner.' Only for 
Jesus' sake canst Thou, holy God, forgive 
a rebel like me. 

" ' In my hends no price I bring ; 
Simply to thy cross I cling ; 
Thou must save, and Thou alone.' 

" Oceans of tears can never cleanse my 
sins away — 

" ' Drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe. 
Here, Lord, I give myself away ; 
'Tis all that I can do.' " 



126 "I GIVE MYSELF AWAY." 

Lord, I believe thou wilt hear and answer, 
for Jesus sake. Amen. 



BY THE 

REV. EDWARD PAYSON HAMMOND, 

PUBLISHED AND FOR SALE BY 

No. 9 COBNHILL, BOSTON. 

The Harvest Work of the Holy Spirit. 

Illustrated in the evangelistic labors of Rev. Edward Payson Ham- 
mond. By Rev. P. C. Headley, author of Women of the Bible, 
Court and Camp of David. 

This is unquestionably one of the most attractive and deeply interest- 
ing nari'ative works of late years. Ics thviliing narratives of the work 
of God in Scotland, in connection with the labors of the Rev. Mr. 
Hammond, its tribute to the hearty co-operation of the Scotch ministry 
in these to them " new measures : " the scenes portrayed when multi- 
tudes crowded the churches almost to suffocation, while scores of men, 
women and children were bathed in tears, carrjdng the reader back to 
Apostolic times — all combine to clothe this volume with a type of in- 
terest such as attaches to few works of modern religious history. 

No lover of revivals in their true and Scriptural meaning, can trace 
its pages unmoved, or fail to have his religious sensibilities stirred to 
the inner core — nor yet lay the book down without breathing a prayer 
for a repetition of those pentecostal scenes in our American Zion. 

The editor of the New York Observer, in an able and cricical review 
of Harvest Work, says : 

" The record is one of great interest, and is an important chapter in 
the history of the great re viva's of these latter days. The scenco which 
occurred in Scotland as here described, are perhaps more remarkable 
than any other portions of the volume, but they will all be read with 
deep interest by those whoso hearts are gladdened by tidings of salva- 
tion of then- fellow men." 
Price, §1.25. 



THE CHILD'S GUIDE TO HEAVEN. 

TWENTIETH THOUSAND. 

The object of this precious little book is to show children the way to 
Jesus, who is "the child's guide to Heaven." It is the substcance of an 
address delivered by IVIr. H. to a large crowd of little ones during a 
period of revival interest in Rochester^ N. Y. It is replete with Bible 
truth and forcible illustration, abounding throughout with those tender 
persuasives which draw young hearts to the Saviour. 

This little book has been much used in America and in Europe in 
leading children to trust in Jesus ; and also in assisting those who are 
seeidng to lead little children to Christ ! 

Price, 45 cents. 



CHILDREN AND JESUS; 
Or, Stories to Children about Jesus. 

ILLUSTRATED. TWELFTH THOUSAND. 

This book has been much owned of G-odin the conversion of children. 
If those who are in the habit of addressing children, without having 
witnessed conversions, would carefully study this book, from beginning 
to end, and notice how, after the children are interested, Christ is lifted 
up, they might learn to be as successful in winning cliildren to Jesus 
as has been the Author of this book. 

The last chapter is for little Christians. It contains a steel engraving 
of the Author, by Sartain, and yet it is sold for only 50 cents. 

The follo\\ang are some of the notices of it, which have appeared in 
English Newspapers : 

IMi'. Spm-geon, in a review of "Children and Jesus," in the Sword 
and Trowel, speaks of it only in praise. He says: — "It is a capital 
book for young people. Mr. Hammond, is among the juveniles, a master 
in Israel, and knows well how to attract the little ones to him, that he 
may point them to the children's Friend." 

" Mr. Hammond is well known to our readers, and one of the most 
prominent features of his character is the great tact he possesses in 
addressing the young. He is most successful, and the most justly pop- 
ular children's preacher of the present day." — [Daily News. 

" jNIr. Hammond has a special gifc for talking to children on religious 
subjects. He understands how to be child-like without being childish. 
We recently noticed and cordially recommended the American edition of 
these ' Stories,' and are glad to see them reprinted in this countiy in 
their present attractive form.'' — [Christian World. 

JESUS THE WAY. 

SIXTH THOUSAND. 
Fcap. 8vo, printed on toned paper, with Engravings. Price, 50 cents. 

It was written just after Mr. Hammond's return from Palestine, and 
therefore many of its illustrations are vivid descriptions of Bible scenes. 
Its one object, however, is to lead little children to love Jesus, and to 
encourage those who have found Him to cling to Him and work for Him. 

" This is really a delightful book of its kind. It is a book for the 
young, written by one who has learned by long experience, and by in- 
tense delight in the work, how to find its way to the hearts of children. 
and lead them in the road to heaven.— [Berwick Warder. 



" JLiittle ones cannot but bo deeply interested in the author's narrative, 
which is written in language the most appropriate for a child's under- 
standing. The opening chapter is remarkably good. The volume con- 
tains many nice illustrations; and the exterior appearance is such as 
will immediately make young eyes glisten with delight. — Sunday Teach- 
ers' Treasmy. 

"This book only requires to be known to become a great favorite 
among little folks. It is well illustrated, and, indeed, a beautiful little 
book." — [Glasgow Daily Herald. 

"We admire the simplicity and earnestness of this work. It is 
broken bread adapted to thej'oungest minds, and those who read what 
is herein written will be botn fed and fired." — [Evangelical Theology. 



SKETCHES OF PALESTINE. 

With an Introduction by the Rev. Robert Kxox, D.D , Pastor Linen 

Hall Street Presbj'terian Church, Belfast. 

The following is an extract from an extended review of Sketches of 
Palestine in the Christian Xews : 

" Works on Palestine and the Holy Land are in abundance, and yet 
we are assm-ed that there is room ibr more, many more, and for the 
handsome volume now before us. ilr. Hammond has evidently gone to 
the Holy Land with a heart full of the Bible and of Jesus. He went not 
to determine doubtful questions of topography, or simply to see a land 
he had never seen before. It was to behold the scenes which will ever 
be associated with the birth, life, works, sufFcvings, and death of Jesus, 
that he left liis home in the Western Republic and travelled five thous- 
and miles. The journey was undertaken to gratify the ardent desires 
of a Christian heart ; and the description of it is now given to the world, 
and those who choose may mentally accompany the traveller, and see 
through his eyes, and hear through Iris ears, the many sights he saw, 
and the words he heard. 

The reader glides along the verse with pleasure, and the main features 
of the long journey are seen a? in panoramic visws. As we read, we 
become as it were, of the party, and participate of their joy, their 
weariness, then- surprises, their escapes, and their experience. And 
above all, we soon begin to realise that we are not wdth our fellow-im- 
mortals alone. He who once was on the earth as a man of sorrows is 
with us as well. As the unseen i^resence which gives meaning and 
importance to the Holy Land, He journeys with His servants, and every 
place is hallowed ground. This is the chief feature of the book. It is 
full of Jesus and His Gospel. All the natural objects beheld, are used 
as symbols to unfold the depth of the mj-stery of His love and incarna- 
tion. The unsaved should peruse this volume, and so should the saved, 
and they will thank us for direcing attention to it, and J^Ir. Hammond 
for giving those sketches, intended originally only for the use of rela- 
tives to the Christian public. 

Hundreds who would not read a sermon or a book professedly on con- 
version will gladly read this, though it is full of sermons ; but they are 
so short, and so sweet and winning, that before the reader is aware, he 
is listening to the fall, free offer of eternal life ! Yet, all is so lovingly 
%\Titten, and inter.^persed with such lively narrative, and scenes de- 
scribed \\ith such wonderous beauty, that altogether it is very charm- 
ing, and is a valuable addition to the literature of the day, and will, no 
doubt, be read, not only with pleasure, by many, but with abiding 
benefit." 

Price, $1.00. 



NEW PRAISES OF JESUS. 

A collection of choice Hjtqus and Tunes for Sabbath Schools, social 
meetings and for seasons of deep religious interest. Containing in 
addition to many new Hymns and Tunes a number of the compositions 
of the late Prof. W. B. Bradbury, and of others in this and foreign 
lands. Edited by E,ev. E. Payson Hammond. Biglow & Main, New 
York. Price, $20 per 100 ; in Board covers. One hundred thousand 
sold. 

The American Presbyterian saj^s : "'The New Praises of Jesus ' is 
filled with the very choicest Hymns, as well as the finest Tunes. In 
the account of the work in Lockport, signed by Rev. Dr. Wisner and 
five other ministers of that city, they say :* 

' The sacred melodies which Mr. Hammond so largely brings into use, 
form a large element of success in his labors. The hymns in the New 
Praises of Jesus abound in the most impressive Gospel truths, and 
there is such a beautiful harmony between the words and the tunes that 
the deepest and most lasting impressions are made. Many in our city 
have been convicted and led to Christ simply by the use of these beau- 
tiful hjTuns.' 

Were this book introduced more generally into the Sunday schools in 
our land, doubtless, not a few teachers would with these ministers have 
occasion to say, ' Many (of our scholars) have been convicted and led 
to Christ simply by the use of these beautiful hymns.' " 



THE BLOOD OF JESUS. 

By Rev. Wm. Reid, of Edinburg, with an introduction by Rev. Ed- 
ward Payson Hammond. 
Says President Hopkins, of Williams College, " It is the true view of 

the Gospel, and adapted to do great good." 

This book has had an immense circulation in this and other countries. 

Sixty thousand were cu'culated in the army by the Christian commission. 

Price 35 Cents. 



GATHERED LAMBS. 

This book is just out for Sunday Schools and for all little children 
who wish to find the way into the fold of the good shepherd. It refers 
to JVIr. Hammond's recent visit to Palestine. Price, 75 cents. 



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